“Such a shame” (dmjg)

I took my mother to New York Bagel and Bialy this afternoon, which she apparently took as permission to switch into “Jewish mother” mode. Here’s how the conversation went:

Lucille: I think we should get a 12 rugelach. Dorothy likes rugelach.

Daniel: Ummm, she said she wanted you to try the rugelach. She said she didn’t want any.

Lucille: No, she likes them. She’ll eat them. And Emily will eat them too.

Daniel: Emily doesn’t like them. Let’s just get 6. Hi [to the lady behind the counter]. We’ll have two dozen bagels [12 for us, 12 for friends].

Lucille: Is a dozen enough for you? Maybe you should get two dozen.

Daniel: A dozen is fine, we don’t have room in our freezer for more and…

Lucille (to the lady bagging the bagels): Please put six more bagels in one of the bags.

Lady behing the counter: Ok. What else would you like?

Lucille: 12 regulach.

Me: [eye roll]

Lady: Anything else?

Lucille [to me]: Let’s get a pound of lox.

Daniel: That’s a lot. Let’s just get 1/2 lb. We’ll be in hospital this week and Emily really won’t eat that much of it.

Lucille: But I’ll be at your place and we’ll bring sandwiches to the hospital and…

Daniel [ordering]: We’ll have 3/4 lb of lox please.

[The lady brings a bunch of lox to weigh on the scale]

Lady: Is that enough?

Daniel: That’s great.

[pause]

Lucille: Do you like lox spread? Maybe we should get lox spread?

Daniel: We just got 3/4 lb. of lox. Why on earth would we buy lox spread too?

[long pause]

Lucille: It’s such a shame not to get 1 lb. of lox

[end scene]

My father not being here for the baby’s birth: that’s a shame. Emily having to be induced (probably): that’s a shame. Only buying 3/4 lb. of lox? Not a shame.