Knish Emergency!

I am sitting here with the windows finally open in my apartment now that the horrendous heat has finally abated, all in an attempt to air out my apartment of the smell of mothballs that has invaded from my neighbors’ domiciles. And what should suddenly come temptingly wafting through the windows? The sweet, delicious scent of knishes! Now is that a genuine Forest Hills experience or what?

I want a damn knish and I want it now!