>My mom was leaning on the partition next to the front door in the foyer.

"Are you doing your kugels*?" my grandmother asked from across the living room.

"Yes, I am doing my kegels," my mom calmly replied.

My bubbe leaned conspiratorially towards my granny and me on the couch. In a hushed voice, she said, "You know, there are many kinds of kugels. There are potato kugels, raisin kugels..."

*For those of you unfamiliar with Eastern European Jewish cuisine, a kugel is a casserole, typically made out of noodles, aka noodle pudding. It is delicious.

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