On my way out, I stopped to browse in the small gift shop, where I couldn't help overhearing this conversation among three Canadians who previously had discovered their shared nationality: an older couple from Montreal and the young Torontonian saleswoman who was helping them:
Couple: "How do you like living in New York?"As I walked past them on my way out, I considered chiming in to tell her that she was correct, but it didn't seem worth the effort. I'm neither a Torontonian nor a Montrealer, and, heck, I'm not even Canadian. There would just be too much explaining to do. Instead, I walked out of the shop and out of the building.
Saleswoman: "I love it!"
Couple: "Do you know Holy Blossom Temple?"
Couple: "Is Elyse Goldstein still the rabbi there?"
Saleswoman: "No, I don't think so. It's Yael Splansky now, I think."
Small, small Jewish world.