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The First Matzoh

Caleb’s first-grade class went to the Museum at Eldridge Street last week and Caleb had a great time.  I asked him what kind of museum it was because–embarrassingly–I hadn’t known that there even was a museum on Eldridge Street. “It’s a matzoh museum, mommy,” he said, in a tone that dripped condescension. “A whole museum about matzoh?” “Of course. We even learned a story about the First Matzoh.” Never occurred …