Rabbi Banor was getting ready for Shabbos, when he noticed his wife filling up their hot water urn.
"Dear, why do you fill it up all the way every week? It's just the two of us and we only drink one cup of coffee each. It's a waste of water to fill it up all the way every week," Rabbi Banor said.
"I don't know why I do, I have always filled it all the way. My mother has always filled it, her mother always did, my great grandmother.......I guess it's tradition. And I don't want to be the first one to break this tradition."
Not wanting to mess with his wife's family tradition, he kept quite.
Early Shabbos morning there was a knock at the Banor home. Opening the door Rabbi Banor saw his across the street neighbor standing on the Banor's door step, holding two empty mugs.
"Good Shabbos, Rabbi Banor." the neighbor said. "I forgot to plug in our hot water urn before Shabbos. Do you by any chance have an extra cup of water to spare. My mother-in-law is by me for Shabbos, and she doesn't do well without her coffee.
"Oh, you bet we have hot water, we have more then enough to spare. I'll fill these cups, go back home and get more mugs for me to fill!"
"Good Shabbos, Rabbi Banor." the neighbor said. "I forgot to plug in our hot water urn before Shabbos. Do you by any chance have an extra cup of water to spare. My mother-in-law is by me for Shabbos, and she doesn't do well without her coffee.
"Oh, you bet we have hot water, we have more then enough to spare. I'll fill these cups, go back home and get more mugs for me to fill!"
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Just thinking of the name.....its really funny.....you never know.... :) Thanks for the stories!
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