Riding up the elevator with a older couple who asked me where I went shopping since I had a full Langenstein’s grocery bag. I said I went to a Hanukkah bazaar at Temple Sinai. Blank stares. I asked where they were going when they got off with me at the 3rd floor and they said to visit their daughter and her husband. You must be T’s mom, I said. Yes! Then T’s mom said, “I love a bazaar!” Me too, I said, the more bizarre the better. Again, blank stares.