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My wife was on a call about carers in the other room while I sat in my chair. I was not feeling inclined or bothered to get up and get in the wheelchair to go the 8 meters to the freezer for ice cream.
So I ordered some via Wolt (our local version of Uber Eats) from a nearby store. When the delivery arrived, I mentioned I was wheelchair-bound, and they kindly brought it right to my hand.
Lazy? Some would say. Creative? Others might argue. A waste of money? Possibly. I call it a deserved indulgence. I do feel guilty!
My wife walked in, saw the ice cream, and asked, “Where did this come from?” We both cracked up. It arrived in just 20 minutes: perfectly kosher, non-dairy vanilla.
It reminded me of a funny moment from years ago, before all the health challenges. My wife wanted soya milk to make non-dairy custard. It was close to Shabbat, stores were closed or about to close, and the nearby petrol station was out of soya milk cartons. But I noticed they were still serving soya milk cappuccinos. I asked if I could buy some of their soya milk. They refused.
So I ordered two large cappuccinos, but specified: made with soya milk, served cold, and with no coffee. They accused me of trying to sneak just the soya milk. I calmly repeated that I genuinely wanted two cold, coffee-free, soya-based cappuccinos. They sold them to me (at a huge profit, no doubt), and we ended up with enough soya milk for the custard.
Sometimes a little creativity goes a long way. Others might call it plain laziness. Either way, we found it hilarious! Laughter is priceless they say – well a few too many shekels anyway
