Apr 15, 2017
Prescription Copay
On the other side of the glass, a bald man inspects the various laser-printed flyers for marble babka, Easter babka, chocolate babka, mini babka…
He enters the bakery and stares at the ring cakes laid out near the cash register. They’re all wrapped in blue cling wrap.
“I wanna get one of them babkas for my pharmacist,” he tells the baker.
“Which kind you like?”
“Gimme…gimme that one. Which kind is that?”
“This one is cherry. And cheese.”
“What – you think she’ll like a cheese one bettah?”
“No, this cake is cherry and cheese.”
“So it’s got both in there, huh. Both the cherry and the cheese? You think she’ll like that one? It’s for my pharmacist.”
“I think she will like babka,” the baker replies.
