Well, That’s An Odd Choice

So what happens when a child, denied a McDonald’s birthday party, grows up? In most cases, said child is resentful, adds it to her therapy list, grows up, and then foists a McDonald’s party onto one of her children.

Or…

In my case, her parents throw her an ordination party at McDonald’s. But not any McDonald’s, mind you. A fancy-shmancy one.

Courtesy: Microsoft Office

Yes, such a place does exist. In, where else, the financial district in New York. Waited-service. Jazz piano. All with McDonald’s fine fare. We pre-ordered so that no one was publicly shamed for ordering anything that might inadvertently cause problems. The memory burned into my brain is the platter of fries. Fries and fries and fries. McD’s fries. Yum.

And that is how, we believe, I became the first (only?) rabbi to hold her ordination party at a McD’s.