He nailed it.

“Every time you watch Bravo it’s like ‘I want to have an ’80s Party!’ ‘I want to have a Flash Mob!’ ‘I want to do a blind junk-food taste-test!’ I’m waiting for you to ask me for a dog Bar-Mitzvah.”
-My husband.
Dog Bar-Mitzvah, eh? A Bark Mitzvah. He’s onto something. Just have to make sure Jill Zarin doesn’t beat me to the punch.
Oh, and Mazel.

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