A distressed mother barges into a Rabbi’s study:
“Rabbi, my son has gone meshuge (crazy)!”
“Calm down, lady, have you taken him to a specialist? What makes you think that?”
“Specialist-shmeshalist! Who needs specialists? I am a mother, I know!”
“But, dear lady, what does he do?”
“Oy, Rabbi, he eats pigs and dances with girls!”
“Listen,” – says the Rabbi with a sigh, – “If it were the other way around, that is, if he were dancing with pigs and eating girls, you would have a cause to worry. As it is, he is young and is simply going through a stage.”
Unfortunately, even the great Salvador Dali could not come up with a way of pickling time or preserving it in any other way. Therefore, we’ll have to listen to the Rabbi and do it “the other way around.” We’ll pickle kale, and we’ll let a…
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