“When Noam was a kid and felt picky about choking down gefilte fish on Pesach, his dad sat him down and told him the story of la pobre viejecita. Once upon a time, there was an old lady with nothing to eat but meat, fruit and sweets... and he’d flop another lump of poached fish on Noam’s plate and say, “God bless us with the poverty of that poor old woman.”
