And lest you think…

And lest you think Elie has suddenly grown out of who he is as a result of being engaged, please meet my donut.

It’s a tradition in Israel to eat filled donuts (usually jelly donuts) around Hanuka time. Somehow, this has stretched to weeks before the actual holiday and fillings beyond jelly. I usually don’t buy these donuts until the actual holiday, and even then, usually only once or twice during the entire 8 days.

But today, I was happy and hungry and decided to treat Elie (and me). Two donuts – with caramel filling. He ate his even before we reached the office. I saved mine. I smeared the caramel on the top a bit and licked my finger but left it whole moments after Elie had finished his.

I wanted to enjoy my donut and not think about calories and oil and stuff and so…I put it on my desk and went to get a drink. I am one of those people who really need to drink something whenever I eat. A fresh bottle of cold water and I was almost ready to enjoy it…except students started arriving. I answered questions from some people who walked in, helped get the current class started.

I went to my desk and found…well, this. My whole donut…had some missing tell-tale signs of invasion. Too large for mouse bites (thankfully) and really, it was quite obvious what had happened.

Ah, Elie – may your life with Lauren be as sweet as the donuts you ate (yours and mine) and may you always, always be who you are.