lemonade

From the annals of minor hypocrisy

I know some enterprising young girls who like to set up lemonade stands on warm days.  Lucky for them, they live in a well-to-do neighborhood where folks tend to tip high (“a lot of times,” they tell me breathlessly, “people give us a dollar and say to keep the change” for the 50 cent cups). It’s also a well-trafficked area.  Among other things, there’s a large synagogue just down the street.  On Saturday, the girls tell me, they made “so much money.” “Lots of people who were going to services got lemonade and cookies,” they inform me. ...

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