My mother recently went on and on about the Rosh Hashonah honey cake she's baking for the Korean women she's teaching to read and speak English. "It's a real gooey mess to make," she told me. Proudly.
And my first thought? Good thing she's not baking taiglach for them. Taiglach, a pile of fried or baked honey-coated sticky tooth-cracking dough balls studded with nuts and candied cherries is dental work waiting to happen.
As I write this I'm wondering if anyone has checked the correlation between pushing taiglach and having a dentist in the immediate family. Bet there is.
Happy 5769!