I count more flower wows than almost any other comment
’m ordering kallah flowers for my son’s vort.
“Give me the standard,” I say, “and add a hundred dollars.”
My husband raises his eyebrow. When I put down the phone, he asks the million-dollar question: “Why a hundred more?”
I give him the general rundown of kallah expectations, explaining that each place has its rules and regulations, which mechutenestes better follow or else.
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