Spent a lovely shabbat with friendly, down-to-earth, and generous families in Columbus. The shul is a work of art, but the population is dwindling (natural attrition, and owing to a stronger, younger shul gaining ground nearby) and the immense size of the hall and building complex dwarfed the number of congregants. Secret kiddush club only served scotch.
Dappled snowfall turned the sidewalks and streams to a winter wonderland and the streets into a series of near-collisions.
I overtalked about gaming at dinner, and so tried to underplay it at lunch.
Off to the megillah.
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