Living^[1] out of town offered Mrs. Berman wonderful opportunities to introduce her neighbors to the beauty of Jewish living. When Mrs. Berman first moved to Anytime USA, most of her friends were unaccustomed to dining in the succah.

Mrs. Berman pleasantly changed that. She invited the entire community for Kiddush on the first day of Succoth to her red wooden Succah. The tables were typically laden with mouth-watering home-baked cookies, cakes and pastries, meat platters, kugel, chulent and rolls for those who wished to wash.

Time has a way of passing on. More and more succahs soon bejeweled the neighborhood backyards. Yes; gone were Mrs. Berman's heavy red succah boards. Many a local day-school grad by now would return as a yeshiva boy for the festival. The seven-year-old cookie gougers were now grown adults drinking whisky. Olive oil began substituting for margarine, but the piping hot chulent and Addie's Jelly roll kept inviting the aging community back to the Berman Succah Bash.

Anytown USA did not boast a kosher butcher. Instead, twice a year, Mrs. Berman would order half a cow from a particular butcher shop in the nearest large Jewish city. She liked the shops packaging and cuts, and their variety allowed her to choose meat from the rabbinical supervision of her preference.

Two and a half weeks before Succoth, she received her order. Mrs. Berman eagerly opened the first box and was rather chagrined, as she received the right cuts of meat from an unfamiliar kashrut supervision.