Ta to the da. Potting bench turned bar in action. More to come...A lot of the guests were members of Miri's synagogue and let me tell you unlike my protestant parties, these yentas could toss 'em back! I was pleased. I hate feeling like I over-ordered on the drinks.
Also, what's a yenta? It's the only yiddish term I knew for girls.
Edit: I looked it up. I guess it's a gossipy old woman. But I'm gonna stick with it since the theme was "housewife".