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[festive Jewish music]

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Okay Bubbe.

Here we go. Egg cream attempt number four.

Getting there.

Oh, come on!

I did it the exact way you wrote it down.

Ruth, why are you torturing her?

She’s gonna be running the deli in a year or two.

I need to show you the right way to make everything

from latkes to egg creams.

Just the way Seymour... and I did for your dad.

And Rebecca and Izzy did for you.

Oh... Exactly.

And better Molly learn it now because you never know

when I’ll be drinking that giant egg cream in the sky.

Oh, Ruth...

Mom, please. You’re immortal.

We all know this.

[laughs]

I’d be exhausted.

Okay. One more time.

Now... stir with less force, more of a swirl.

Okay. You know Gilbert’s are famous for our latkes,

not our egg creams.

What, it can’t be both?

Are you sure you don’t need help in the back?

You know, people are gonna be lining up at the crack of dawn

to get their latkes for the first night of Hanukkah.

It’s gonna be way too hectic back there, Moll.

We’re making more latkes than ever this year.

I just hope it’s enough.

What do you mean?

It’s nothing. You know Hanukkah week,

we either break even or we make a profit,

and this year we’re a little further from even

than we’d like.

I’m not worried.

You can make double the amount from last year.

You’re a well-oiled machine back there.

They thought the latkes would only last for one night.

But they lasted for eight!

Get it, Ruth? Because they were well-oiled.

[laughs]

[laughs] Oh...

Hanukkah... eight nights.

Is this on?

[laughs]

[Stan] Nothing?

I got it Stan and I thank you as always for your input.

Oh.

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Mom, look what I just got. How cool is...

Oh!

And it lights up when you press the button.

-It’s beautiful. -I know.

Are you sure you can’t stay

for the first night of Hanukkah with us?

I am meeting with the building owner in New York

first thing on Saturday.

So you guys are just gonna have to, you know, take a video.

Nice! Very modern. I love it.

You sure you don’t want me to come with you to New York?

Do you think that you need to?

It’s just a lot of red tape opening a new location,

especially across the country.

You know that nobody knows

this business better than I do, right?

Except for you.

And you.

And Bubbe.

Okay, so then it’s me.

[laughs] We know you will do fine.

Right, Ed?

I suppose.

And once you get it up and running you can come home.

Or I can stay and manage it myself.

You can't. I'll miss you too much.

-Oh... -I'll miss you too much.

He’s not a baby bird, Lizzie.

He has to leave the nest sometime!

Why? So he can fly into a window and die?

[laughs]

Oh, wow. I love you too, Mom.

Hey. Hey.

Be sure to find suppliers that can handle our menu.

We never want anyone to walk out of Zimmer’s

without getting what they want.

Even the poutine?

Which someone has literally not ordered

at this place in 20 years.

You never know.

A guy from Montreal could come in

looking for a taste of home today.

Bubbe, back me up on this.

About what?

The poutine.

Do we really need to keep that on the menu?

What have you got against Canadians?

Nothing.

I just think that maybe there’s a few things

that we could trim when we open up in New York.

Absolutely not.

Aye.

When my mother came here in 1914,

she couldn’t find the food that reminded her of home.

They opened Zimmer’s so everyone should have a...

[all] taste of home.

No matter where they came from.

Our menu is the American melting pot.

With a side of pickles.

[Liz] Oh, oh, oh, oh!

You are not gonna believe this. You are not gonna believe this.

Someone just ordered the poutine.

Ha! I told you.

That’s incredible.

Mmhmm.

Or... you just texted Mom and told her to say that.

My son’s... so smart. He’s so smart, smart.

He’s so smart. Oy!

And you... you have the worst poker face in the world.

So cute though.

[laughing]

So, did you find a nice place to stay

while you’re there temporarily?

Yes, I found a short-term rental that happens to be

on the same street that the business is on.

So, you know...

I could scope out the neighborhood.

And while you're in town,

if you happen to meet a nice Jewish girl...

[all] Ah...

Bubbe!

What? What? This is important.

Who else will carry on the Zimmer’s Deli legacy?

You know, as much as I’d love to take this whole guilt trip

with me to New York,

I’m pretty sure it’s not gonna fit in the overhead bin.

[all] Oh!

Good one, right?

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[exhales]

Ah...

Come on.

[dog barks]

I'm... I'm actually renting 2A,

um... is there something

that I'm missing with these mailboxes?

Because I cannot get this thing open.

I don’t know you.

You could be breaking into the box.

Well then why would I be asking for help?

It could be part of your scam.

[dog barks]

I’m actually a really nice guy.

We’ll see.

-[dog barks] -Oh!

Let me guess, she thought you were here to rob us?

Apparently.

Is this... is this not a safe neighborhood or something?

No, of course not.

Mrs. Rosenbaum thinks everybody’s here to rob us.

Too many true crime documentaries.

For a few months she was sure I was a spy.

Ooh, a spy. For...for who?

Well if I told you I wouldn’t be a really good one, would I?

[laughs]

Also watch out for Pebbles, you could lose a finger.

Oh yeah.

You know, honestly, I really am renting 2A.

I can give you the paperwork.

It’s okay.

The Chabans told me you were coming.

Well, not you, like, a person, a renter.

Well... that's me.

Can I see the mail key?

Yeah. Can you just...

-Uh, yeah. So, you put it in. -Okay.

Lift it up a little. Tiny hitch to the left.

Then down. Then turn.

Well, thank you. Thank you.

I’m guessing that you’ve been living here a while.

My great grandparents moved into this building

straight from Ellis Island.

When it still looked like that.

-Oh, look at that. -Yeah.

And 20 years later they bought all three apartments on six.

My grandmother was raised here.

And my dad... and me.

Okay. Well, I'm guessing that counts as, uh... as a while.

Yeah. I’m Molly, by the way.

Jacob. Jake.

Hi. Here, I’ll give you my number.

Oh!

What?

I’m flattered.

I’m not hitting on you! I’m just being a good neighbor.

Oh.

Besides, you’re not my type.

Oh, and what's your type?

Uh, men who can open a mailbox without help.

[chokes]

Oh, wow... direct hit.

[chuckles]

Where are you from?

California... uh, Los Angeles.

That explains it.

Explains what?

That was not a direct hit.

That was a little "zots" at best.

You gotta grow a thicker skin

if you’re planning on staying in New York for a while.

Bye! Hey Thomas.

[laughing]

[elevator ding]

[Jewish music]

There’s gotta be 10 years of wax built up in this thing.

Oh, put it in the freezer for about an hour,

the wax will pop right out.

Nah, it’s more fun to dig it out with a walnut pick.

So satisfying.

Oh yeah. We’ll do it later, right honey?

Yeah.

You really are two peas in a pod.

More like two matzo balls in a bowl.

-Eww. -Ugh.

What? I run a deli!

Ooh. Mind if I grab a couple of these for the road?

That reminds me.

Why you leaving so early? Do you have a date?

Funny.

I’m not laughing.

No. I just wanna get a good night’s sleep

before the big latke rush tomorrow.

Here, bring these leftovers home

in case you’re hungry later.

Mom, I’m fine.

Fine, shmine. Take it.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

What?

Bye!

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Anyway... the, uh, the location is great.

It's... I mean, I think I lucked out with this place.

Oh! Oh... come in.

Miss you!

We miss you already.

I’ve been gone a day.

I know but it feels like a month.

Bubbe wants to talk to you.

Here.

I can do it.

Bye bubbala.

I wanted to talk, just us.

We need to talk.

Bubbe?

A little concerned.

Hey, I have the expansion all under control.

You wanted to open up here and we will.

But hey, listen, you never told me about

why it's so important to you.

Don’t worry about that.

What’s more important is what comes after that.

You’re the last of our family line.

Here we go.

Here we go.

What? I’m not trying to pressure you into marriage, Molly.

That is literally what you’re doing.

Okay. So what’s a little pressure anyway?

Come on, I’ve tried. But I... I have this tendency

of staying with guys for way longer than I should.

It's exhausting. I'm... I'm just tired.

I know, I know.

But... what if I told you it didn't have to be so hard?

I’d ask if you were drinking a little too much Manischewitz.

[laughs]

I’m here to expand our business, okay?

That is all I’m here to focus on.

What good is the business if there’s no one to give it to?

Plus... it doesn't hurt that you're in the promised land

for nice, Jewish girls.

You know that I... I don't have trouble meeting women.

No. You have trouble meeting the right women.

Oy.

[sighs]

What’s this?

For you.

[Esther] I left a little early Hanukkah present in your bag.

It’s the cream envelope.

What? I cannot believe...

You sneaky, sneaky Bubbe.

[Molly] Find your bashert-

-[Jake & Molly] Guaranteed?

Beshert? Wait, that’s Yiddish for soulmate.

Exactly.

I've signed you up with a very famous matchmaker in Brooklyn...

Rose Mizansky.

Who?

Why?

Because you need her.

And she has a 100 percent success record.

100 percent?

That’s impossible.

She doesn’t do anything with the internet.

No apps, no instabook.

Not even gonna try to correct you there.

She does everything the old-fashioned way.

It’s wonderful.

Okay. Bubbe look, I appreciate the thought, I really do.

But I... I just don't think this is right for me.

Bubbe, thank you so much, truly.

But I... this...

This... this really isn't my thing.

I already paid her fee.

It’s done.

[both] Happy Hanukkah!

[sighs] Oh my...

Okay, look, how about this?

How about we just put it off until next year, okay?

After the expansion is open.

Can we just wait until I get a couple of years

of running Gilbert’s under my belt?

Too late.

She’s already found a match!

[both] What?!

[humming]

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Thanks, guys. Only three more loads to go.

How’s it going back there?

The latke making process has commenced!

Ooh! How lovely.

A messenger dropped it off before I came in this morning.

They clearly don’t waste any time.

Alright. Uh... no sharing real names.

No sharing location.

No sharing any other identifying information.

What is he supposed to call me, bachelorette number one?

You use an alias.

The matchmaker suggested David and Beth.

What’s wrong with Beth?

Beth was the name of the girl

who stole my boyfriend in eighth grade.

I hate Beth.

[laughs]

It’s only temporary,

just while you’re getting to know each other.

How are we supposed to do that?

Uh, with no texting, no photos, no email,

no internet searches and no talking on the phone.

What’s left? Writing letters?

Actually yes.

That’s what the stationery is for.

No way.

This is her process and she makes it work.

Does she also want me to use a quill

and write on papyrus by candlelight?

She’s provided a very nice pen and paper.

I think it’s very classy.

What if I make a mistake?

What, am I supposed to use White Out?

Think of it like the people who handwrite the Torah.

If they make a mistake they have to start all over again.

It makes you take your time

and really think carefully about what you’re writing.

That’s the whole point.

It’s Hanukkah, Bubbe.

I don’t have time for deep thoughts,

just latkes, dreidels and menorahs.

Well, lucky for you the man writes first.

And maybe he won’t even write until after Hanukkah.

Of course that would make him a procrastinator

which isn’t a quality you want in a life partner.

What if he gets "there", "they’re" and "their" wrong?

Then we cancel the whole thing,

never speak of this again.

[laughs]

No, what I'm saying is that I have terrible handwriting.

Okay? It looks like a... like a first grader's.

Ooh, look at that.

I’m not even joking. You know what I can do?

I can use that handwriting font on my computer

and then just print it out on this lovely paper.

Huh?

Just take your time, bubbala.

It’s not what the letter looks like that’s important,

it’s what it says.

I don’t even know where to start.

I have faith in you. Bye-bye bubbala!

Okay.

Right. Dear Beth. Shalom...

Shalom? What?

That’s not ever gonna work.

Dear Beth.

Greetings and salutations.

I am such a nice, formal gentleman who says, "greetings".

Happy first night.

[laughing] ‘Sup?

I need to take a break.

Hi everyone. Thank you for your patience.

Here you go.

Oh! Don’t forget the applesauce is here, Frank.

Oh, I won’t.

Can’t get enough of these latkes.

Hey!

Oh, hey neighbor.

Yeah. What's...what's going on with the line?

Gilbert’s latkes. Best in the world.

-Really? -Mmhmm.

That's... according to who?

Uh... everyone.

Hanukkah’s not Hanukkah without Gilbert’s latkes.

Well, if you're Jewish, I mean.

Not that you can't enjoy them, you know, if you aren't Jewish.

It's...

Well, you know, lucky for me I am a member of the tribe.

Ah!

So... you?

Uh...

I can still recite the Torah portion from my Bat Mitzvah

if you need proof.

[small laugh]

Uh... so this is Gilbert's, huh?

Uh-huh. Mmhmm.

A little dated.

You know, I always feel like if a place looks rundown,

the food kinda is too.

Well the place has been here for almost 100 years,

so it must be doing something right.

Molly! Your grandmother kicked me out

for poking my head into the kitchen.

Well, you know the rules, Stan.

Kitchen’s off-limits while they’re making the latkes.

Bubbe wants to make sure no one outside the family

sees our secret recipe.

Then I’ll marry her, problem solved.

Okay.

[laughs] See you tomorrow, Stan.

This is your Bubbe?

Mmhmm. Ruth Gilbert Speigelman.

Daughter of Izzy and Rebecca-

Gilbert. I am so sorry for what I said.

Don’t worry about it.

I... uh... I gotta go. I got a meeting to get to.

Oh yeah, I gotta go serve some more of that rundown food.

I really am sorry.

Happy Hanukkah.

Yeah, you too.

[groans]

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

Do you want a hand with that?

Okay. I’ll grab another tray later.

Thanks Mom.

You did not tell me there was gonna be a menorah lighting.

Oh...

There's a menorah lighting.

Thank you.

[laughing]

Well, stick around if you want.

We’re handing out cookies and singing Hanukkah songs.

Oh, both of them.

All two.

[laughs]

Somebody really should write another song.

Oh, I tried. Nothing rhymes with latke.

Got...ke... Gotke. That sounds familiar.

-Mmhmm. -Yeah.

Yeah, that’s, um, Yiddish for long underwear.

And that’s why there’s only two songs.

Probably.

[notification alert]

-Oh, sorry. -Oh...

It’s okay.

Okay. Okay...

[phone ringing]

Hi. Hi.

Yeah.

Yes, I know. I will.

I love you too. Okay. Bye.

I gotta go.

I, um... I got a... deadline.

-Oh. -Yeah.

You seem like a very busy person.

-Eh... -What do you do?

I’m in sales.

Hmm.

Sorry to miss the singalong.

Lucky for you, you’ve got seven more chances.

Ah...

[both] Happy Hanukkah... Happy Hanukkah.

-[Molly laughs] -Okay.

* I had a little dreidel... *

* I made it out of clay. *

* And when it’s dry and ready, *

* oh dreidel I shall play. *

* Oh dreidel, dreidel, dreidel... *

* I made it out of clay. *

* Dreidel, dreidel, dreidel... *

* oh dreidel I shall play. *

* Hey! *

*

I don’t know where to start

so here are three fun facts about me.

I love black licorice.

Controversial, right off the bat.

Two... I hate ranch dressing that comes from a bottle

and I judge harshly any restaurant who uses it

instead of making their own.

And, apparently, I make a breathy ‘ahh’ sound

after drinking any hot beverage.

I’m pretty sure that’s why my last relationship ended.

Or it ended because I wasn't ready for forever and, uh...

to be honest, I'm still not ready.

I'm giving this matchmaker thing a chance for my bubbe's sake

but it wouldn't be fair to lead you on, so...

If you're not tearing this letter in half

and cursing my name,

I... I hope we can be friends.

David.

Yeah, I got it.

Oh, uh... can you text the delivery address again?

It didn't come through.

[notification alert]

I’m already at 114 Allen Street.

Okay.

[mischievous music]

This should be interesting.

Huh.

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[chuckles]

*

Thanks for your honesty. And I’m not upset, I’m relieved.

I'm only doing this for my bubbe too.

So yes, I'm happy to be your pen pal.

Poor matchmaker though,

she has no idea we’re about to ruin her perfect record.

It’s kind of refreshing to be this honest.

I’ve stayed in relationships for way too long

because it was easier to avoid conflict

than to say what I was really feeling.

So, in the spirit of honesty,

the black licorice thing was a deal breaker.

This never would've worked.

That’s supposed to be a wink emoji.

How did people do this before keyboards?

Now, picture a laughing emoji and a shrug and I’m done.

Hope to hear from you soon.

Beth.

[elevator dings]

Hi Thomas.

Uh, a messenger will come pick this up.

-Have a great day. -You too.

Thank you.

Picking up from Mizansky's Matchmaking.

Uh, right here.

You know... all this sneaking around,

it's really stressing me out.

All you’re doing is changing the out envelopes, right?

I could take care of that for you.

If you do, I'll share the delivery fee with you.

Works for me.

I have an envelope for you.

Oh... thanks.

Huh.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

*

Made with love.

And butter.

[laughs]

Well?

Well what?

Did you get your first letter?

Oh... that.

Come on, Moll. We’re all dying to know.

Not me, I don’t care.

Reverse psychology is not gonna work, Dad.

Just spill it, kid. For your bubbe’s sake.

Well, if you must know...

Yes, I got a letter.

And?

And...

he's going to make a very nice pen pal.

-Oh. -Huh.

That’s it? That’s all you’re gonna tell us?

When are you gonna write him back?

Oh... I already did.

Oh?

Uh-huh.

Okay, don't get all excited everyone, okay? I...

[sighs]

We're both on the same page, we're just... we're not ready.

That's the end of that. What are you gonna do?

Anyway...

I've had an idea of what we can do tonight

after the menorah lighting.

I was having a conversation with a friend last night

about the Hanukkah songs.

And what if we invited everyone back here

for a new Hanukkah song contest? Huh?

Winner gets free latkes for the rest of Hanukkah.

Free latkes?

Oh, it could be fun. And it would drum up business.

Well, we don’t need a gimmick to get people through the door.

-Our food speaks for itself. -Mmhmm.

Yeah, but what if people look in here

and see that everything's a little... you know...

worse for wear and don't even come in?

This is a way around that.

Oh, come on Dad. It’s Hanukkah.

We have to do something tonight, right?

Ehh...

Alright. Do me a favor, keep it simple.

You got it, simple.

I don’t want us turning into something that we’re not.

Not something we’re not.

What did you say was here before?

A Jewish deli. Same as you.

You know, they just don’t do as well as they used to.

The one down the street, Gilbert's...

well, ten bucks says they close down

within the next couple of years.

Uh... well, we're a very different concept.

It's more modern. It's a bigger menu.

Hm, yeah. I'm not, uh, trying to talk you out of it.

I'm just saying... your latkes...

they better be good because nobody beats Gilbert's.

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

[laughs]

Happy night two.

Same to you.

Oh! I owe you one, by the way.

Our conversation about Hanukkah songs inspired me to do this.

Yeah, happy to help.

Did you write a song?

Uh, you can go first, you know, if you really want to.

As a matter of fact,

I did indeed write a new Hanukkah song.

Oh.

When I was 12.

And it was to the tune

of "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer".

So, I think that... that probably disqualifies me.

Just a smidge.

Yeah.

Oh, come. There's a seat over there.

Okay.

See, I told you this would be a good thing for us.

It’s wonderful.

-Oh, Mom, Dad, this is Jake. -Hi.

He’s renting 2A for a couple months.

It’s nice to meet you.

Pleasure. Order up.

Ooh... that is some fine-looking corned beef.

How long do brine that for, like two, three weeks?

Try five.

Really? That long?

Next we boil it, steam it, then we hand carve it.

That’s why ours is the best.

The best?

I said, the best. I meant the best.

Try it.

Ehh?

Mmm...

Now the pastrami, it's like butter.

The rub is an old family recipe.

Ehh?

Wow.

Don’t forget the fries.

Oh!

[Molly] Oh, and you have to try it with the ranch.

Uh... this is made in house?

Of course.

Who do you think we are, heathens?

Ehh?

Ehh?

Mmm.

[laughing]

Well feel free to leave a good review online.

We don’t get too many because most of our clientele

are still printing out PDFs and sending them to their grandkids

through the mail.

[laughs]

*

[clears throat]

[microphone feedback]

Hanukkah! Hanukkah!

Hanukkah!

[weak applause]

Ah, it’s catchy but you can’t dance to it.

[laughs]

* Hanukkah's here and we can't agree... *

* if it starts with an "H" *

* or if it starts with a "C" *

* But the only thing that really matters to me *

* is jelly donuts... *

That’s it.

-Oh. -Oh.

Oh, sorry.

[applause]

I’ve been working on this one for a little while.

To me, the story of Hanukkah represents... hope.

And the belief that even in the darkness,

there's always a way to find the light.

[strumming guitar]

* One, two, three, four, five... *

*

* six, seven, eight... *

* nights celebrate our light. *

*

* Light, light, light, light, light... *

*

* Candles burning bright... *

*

* Golden and blue... *

* shining through the darkness night. *

*

* Night, night, night, night, night... *

*

* Let the light shine... *

* let the light shine... *

* in the window... *

* in the window... *

* When you think it's almost gone there is still hope... *

*

* There is still hope... *

*

* There is still hope... *

*

[cheers and applause]

Thank you very much.

I think we have a winner.

Natalie, that was so beautiful.

Here are your well-earned latkes.

Just hope you have enough room.

Thanks. I’m gonna share these with the kids.

-Happy Hanukkah! -Happy Hanukkah.

Here you go.

Hmm... mmhmm...

Oh wow.

Wow. You must be hungry.

This is so much good food.

This is the best rye bread I’ve ever had.

That’s what everyone says first time

they have authentic Jewish deli.

[laughs]

Um... that's the thing... see, this is not...

-Jake? -Ezra!

-No way!

[laughs]

What are you doing in New York, man?

What are you, you scoping out the competition?

Uh...

What does he mean the competition?

Hey, are you trying to tell me that this entire time you-

Oh, come here.

So, this is why you’ve been snooping around,

ordering all that food?

What, are you trying to steal our recipes,

take them back to LA?

Oh, I should've known all that charm of yours

was just a bunch of...

Oh, you think I’m charming?

Don’t change the subject!

I'm sorry, Molly.

Yes, I should've told you sooner,

but no, I'm not trying to steal anything.

I swear.

So you’re not the competition like your friend said?

Not... yet.

What is that supposed to mean?

My family wants to open a Zimmer’s on the lower east side.

Well, just so you know,

your concept isn't going to work here.

Why not?

Well, Gilbert’s is one of the oldest Jewish delis left

on the lower east side.

You know, people come to us for the history, for the tradition.

I’ve seen your menu, Jake.

Real Jewish delis don’t serve fajitas and Fettuccine Alfredo.

Hey, you know, there's nothing wrong

with giving everyone a little taste of home.

And that’s why our menu keeps changing.

Okay? We’re trying to keep up with the times,

not cling to the past.

Again, that is what people love about us.

Well, apparently not enough people.

Oh.

Uh, I'm just saying that to survive

you have to be willing to change.

"When you're finished changing, you're finished."

Ben Franklin.

"Without our traditions,

"our life would be as shaky as a fiddler on the roof."

Tevye.

Who?

Fiddler on the roof.

The main character?

Oh, I never saw that.

Are you sure you’re even Jewish?

What do you wanna see, a DNA test?

No. Thank you.

As a matter of fact,

I’m not sure I wanna see you around either.

Okay... okay.

I get it, but listen, for the record...

I think that there's room enough for both of us on this street.

Whoa... wait, hold on.

You're... you're planning on opening on this street?

Unbelievable!

Uh...

[elevator dings]

You know why I believe in God?

Because every time I’m a little down,

I get some kind of sign that makes me think

that someone up there is watching out for me.

Like today, I found a heads up penny.

I mean, that has to mean something good is coming.

Right?

Or, I suppose it could also mean someone dropped a penny.

[laughs]

*

-Here you go, Stan. -Thank you, Eve.

Oh, that looks delicious.

There’s no way their latkes are as good as ours.

Who’s latkes?

Oh. Uh... the frozen ones from the store.

Oh, you mean hashbrowns.

No self-respecting Jewish family is gonna make latkes

from frozen.

[laughs]

I’ve had them in a pinch, they’re not half bad.

You hear that Stan?

That’s the sound of your parents rolling in their graves.

[laughs]

Oh.

You know what I was thinking?

We should try and get more young people in the deli.

Kids, families... like we had last night.

What did you have in mind?

I, um... I think I need to take a look at the financials

from the past tenants again.

Uh, could I... could I have a couple more days?

[sighs]

Yeah. Sure.

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

Hey, jelly donut making class at the deli in an hour.

Tell your parents.

-Hey, bring the kids! -Mom, would you mind?

Hi. Oh, good to see you.

[Molly] See you there, yeah?

[Molly] See you there. We have all the supplies.

Maybe we shouldn’t do this.

It just seems like we’re trying too hard.

Maybe we haven’t been trying hard enough.

What was that?

Nothing.

Dad, I’ve already handed out all the flyers

and bought all the supplies.

Come on, we can’t back out now.

Joey, bring Chase and Janice.

[Molly] See you there. Okay, well here...

[Gabe] At Hanukkah, we eat a lot of fried foods.

After all, the holiday is all about the miracle of the oil.

And that's why we have our famous latkes.

But we also make donuts, Sufganiyot.

I am so thankful that we can still bring

these traditions to you all.

And that my daughter talked me into teaching you all tonight.

This is totally my jam!

[laughing]

See, aren’t you glad we did this?

Ah, I guess it doesn’t hurt to remind people

why we do what we do, huh?

Good. Because I have so many ideas

for the rest of Hanukkah.

Let the donut making commence!

[cheering]

*

Hey! This is why you’re here, right?

To see how we do it? See for yourself.

Can’t do it better.

Molly, the messenger left this for you.

Oh. Thank you.

[David] I have to tell you...

your letters have become a bright spot in my day.

Especially when things are so chaotic in my real life.

Maybe that’s why this letter writing thing works for people.

You get to know them on a deeper level.

Okay. Prepare yourself, this is going to sound cheesy,

but maybe that’s what soulmates means.

You fall for someone’s soul first and the rest comes later.

[Beth] What you said isn’t cheesy at all.

I like talking to someone who doesn’t hold back

who they are or how they feel.

Today I found out that someone I thought was going to be

a good friend is actually someone

who could put me out of business.

And the worst part is, all the things he said

about my business, I think he may be right.

But the harder I push, the more upset my family gets.

It’s a family business. Did I tell you that?

Anyway, like Ben Franklin said,

"When you're finished changing, you're finished."

And maybe I’m even changing my mind

about this whole matchmaker thing too.

You’re not going to believe this

but I just found this right in front of me.

So, maybe it’s a sign.

And since it’s Hanukkah I’m sending it to you.

So now you have two good luck pennies.

Don’t blow it. Use them well.

[elevator dings]

Oh, hi. Sorry.

Hi Thomas.

A messenger from Mizansky’s

will be here soon to pick this up.

-[Thomas] Mizansky’s. -[Molly] Mmhmm.

-Got it. -Bye.

Bye.

Morning Thomas. Any, uh, deliveries for me?

There you go.

Beth is Molly Speigelman.

I’m not at liberty to say.

This has to be her.

I need you... I need you to tell me right now.

I need you, um, to tell me that this is not a coincidence.

You’re one lucky guy.

*

[car horn beeps]

Oh, minivan’s here! Let’s start loading these up.

Hey. We need to talk.

[Molly] I’m just leaving.

Catering at a Hanukkah party at the JCC tonight.

Great. I will help you and we can talk on the way.

Uh, no thank you!

No. We don’t need your help.

-Jacob, how are you? -Fine, thanks.

I was asking if Molly wanted any help

with the Hanukkah party.

Un-huh.

Of course. The more the merrier.

You’re so kind to offer.

We have to have you over for shabbat dinner this week.

No!

-Molly! -[Gabe] Come here. Come here.

What has gotten into you?

Nothing. I'm just...

following the matchmaker's rules.

You know, not dating anyone else

while I'm going through the process.

Who said anything about dating him?

He’s just being neighborly. Let him help.

[Gabe] Try it.

Ehh?

Mmm.

[Gabe chuckles]

-No, no, there’s more. -Okay.

* If you just close your eyes *

-You got it? -Yup. Mmhmm.

* You can taste the delight *

* On my eight favorite nights *

Happy Hanukkah.

* Like a warm winter dream *

* Where the snow castles gleam *

* Only on my eight favorite nights *

* The children are playing *

* The latkes are baking *

* The candles come to life *

[cheering]

* Everything is wonderful On my eight favorite nights *

Ooh... this is quite a spread.

Feel free to dig in.

Okay.

What... what are you doing?

Oh... it's my special toppings trick.

Your special toppings trick?

Yeah.

Okay.

Smash the capers into the cream cheese.

You...

Tomato, then...

Then onion... then lox.

Ah... that is insane.

No, it's genius. This way it all stays put.

Who wants to see their capers rolling all over the floor?

This is a shonda. You go big to small.

Okay, cream cheese...

Mmhmm.

Lox, tomato, onions... and then capers.

-Uh-huh. -Everybody knows this.

-Oh. -Okay?

Uh... Caper in point.

Okay fine, so you take the capers

and you put them in the little holes between the tomatoes.

No, because then it still falls off

when you go to take a bite.

My way’s better.

And don't forget a squeeze of lemon juice on top.

Oh, is this a joke? Is this a joke?

Am I on a Jewish candid camera show?

Like, what... what is that? Am I being pranked?

-No. -With the... with the...

Okay. Just try it, alright? Try my way. One bite.

Hm?

Okay, it’s good.

It’s great.

It’s great.

You keep it.

Do I have some on my...?

[chuckles]

This building was one of the first tenements

on the lower east side.

It’s beautiful.

Not at the turn of the century it wasn’t.

Until the 1930s either of these were overcrowded,

unsanitary, dangerous apartments.

With barely any room to move or breathe.

It was miserable.

Why stay?

Because it was still better than what they endured

in their home countries.

They knew in time they’d make their American dream come true.

You know, in the early 1900s the Jewish immigrants

would gather at the deli, like Gilbert's...

where they would sing and laugh and eat.

With people that understood their language.

And their humor. And... their past.

Gilbert’s was like an oasis for them.

A place where they could feel at home.

We weren't supposed to last... but we did.

Like the oil in the Hanukkah story.

Huh?

[laughs] Yes.

Except instead of eight nights it’s 100 years.

Look, all I'm saying is...

opening a Jewish deli here,

you have to understand what that really means.

I’m starting to.

And with your menu, the more modern style...

why don't you go somewhere trendier?

My family insists on opening here.

It’s what my grandmother wants.

Does she have a history here?

I think they went straight through to California,

but actually I’m not sure.

They wanted a new life in a new country with new traditions

‘cause they were not afraid of change.

Which, by the way, is the lesson

of Fiddler on the Roof,

which I watched after you shamed me into it.

[laughs]

I don’t know, maybe the reason that all those other delis

didn’t make it is because they refused to keep with the times.

I mean, can you imagine...

[laughs]

Can you imagine if people still used a matchmaker?

Oh... I don’t know.

Doesn’t sound like such a bad idea.

I bet it's nice to get to know someone on...

on a deeper level.

Because sometimes you can meet someone and then find out

they are not who they said they were.

I did not mean to upset you. Okay?

And now that I'm starting to understand

what Gilbert's really represents here,

I... I truly don't wanna do anything to hurt your business.

So, you’ll open somewhere else?

I don’t think I can do that.

Wait... here?

There is where you're planning on opening your deli?

You're... you're practically on top of us.

I... we have not signed the deal yet,

but, uh... yeah, yeah, it looks like this... this is it.

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

Tonight’s turnout is even worse than last night.

We should’ve planned something.

Well, people are busy, Molly. They can’t always come.

Exactly!

They need a reason to come... and we need to give them one.

Before it’s too late.

Molly...

Molly...

Is there something you’re not telling us?

Zimmer’s!

Zimmer’s Deli from Los Angeles?

How do you know this?

It doesn’t matter how I know, they’re coming.

But why come here? Why now?

You know, I went there in the '80s.

With Seymour, rest his soul.

[all] Rest his soul.

Their menu was like a casino buffet.

It’s too much.

They’re nothing like us.

We’ve got nothing to worry about.

They’ve got deep pockets, Ruth.

I’m sure the rent increases won’t even phase them.

Wait, what rent increases? You told me we were fine.

We didn’t wanna ruin your Hanukkah.

Everybody on the block’s gonna have to pay more soon.

Okay. Look...

I know I'm not in charge yet

and I know you don't wanna hear this...

but it's time for you to trust me.

Okay.

Okay.

Bubbe?

Alright already.

Okay. Now I have an idea for tomorrow.

Another way to connect with the community

before Zimmer’s even opens their doors.

I’ll tell you all about it after I make a couple calls.

[David] I know we’re not supposed to talk about work

but today was rough.

I have to make some pretty hard decisions

and no matter what I do someone’s gonna get hurt.

Especially a friend I care very much about.

I just hope we can find a way

to help each other instead of work against each other.

I don’t think I can bear it if I’m the cause of their pain.

[Beth] I think if you care about someone enough,

which you obviously do, there’s always a solution.

Maybe you should just put everything on the table

and trust that it’ll work out the way it’s meant to.

With that being said, I had the chance to do that

with my family last night

and left out something pretty important.

Don’t make the same mistake as me, okay?

Maybe I’ll take a little of my own advice

and tell you whatever happens in your real life,

you’ll always have a friend who cares about you.

And she’s just a letter away.

Did Molly leave the building?

A few hours ago.

I’m just gonna read this right here.

[exhales]

[clears throat] Hey Molly.

Hi Thomas.

Good morning.

Morning.

Thomas, any letters for me today?

Ah, nothing yet.

What you, uh, what you got going today?

Wouldn’t you like to know.

Well, actually I would.

You’ll probably just steal the idea for next year.

I’m not a bad person.

I gotta get back to the deli. Lots to do before tonight.

You realize that I’m eventually gonna see

what is going on, right?

Like, just... let me help you.

[sighs]

Okay. Fine. Christmas is coming.

-Right? -Mmhmm.

And what do a lot of American Jews do on Christmas?

Chinese food and a movie, we do it every year.

So do we.

Well, I thought that Gilbert’s

didn’t serve other kinds of food.

Isn’t that what you thought was so wrong about Zimmer’s?

Oh, no, no.

We're serving all the Hanukkah classics, of course.

But we also have friends in Chinatown cooking for us.

-Oh... -Mmhmm.

Well, my main problem honestly is social media.

We haven’t done anything all these years

and now suddenly I have the green light.

But even if I started posting about it today,

how would it reach anyone?

You remember my friend, Ezra?

Uh, college friend, big mouth?

Oh yeah. Yeah, yeah.

He is actually a social media manager

and, I don’t know, I bet he would love to help.

I still don’t understand why you’re helping me.

Because it’s the right thing to do.

And despite what you may think,

I actually do care about your restaurant and your family.

And... you.

I care about you too.

I know.

-You do? -Molly...

But Jake, I have to tell you something.

Yeah, I do too.

No, please, let me just get this off my chest, okay?

There’s someone else.

Um... it's a long story.

Well, we've actually never really met.

Well, we were put together by a matchmaker and, and... uh...

well, we've been writing letters and I know it's weird, but...

That's not weird. Um...

Well, he's funny and he's kind and...

Well, he says what he feels and...

and he's inspired me to do the same thing.

Okay. Well, um... I am thoughtful and kind.

And my mom thinks I'm hilarious.

You’re also a threat to my family’s future.

Is that really the only thing standing between us?

No. Um... I have feelings for him too.

And well, I promised my grandmother

I would see this through.

Well... in that case, you should go meet him.

And find out if... if it's meant to be.

Just put everything on the table.

Uh... Okay. Yeah. I'll, um...

I guess I'll... I'll write to him and...

see if he can meet me tomorrow.

I mean, I guarantee he will think he hit the Jewish jackpot.

In the meantime, are you gonna let me help you tonight or what?

-Really? -Yeah!

Uh, yeah. Okay, that would be great. Thank you.

-Bye Thomas. -Bye.

[laughing]

[exhales]

[laughing]

You were right, Molly. This is one fantastic evening.

People we haven’t seen in years brought their entire families

when they saw those posts.

I guess they just needed a reminder

that we were still here.

I suppose social media isn’t so bad after all.

Anyways Evie, let’s grab a seat and watch the movie.

Thank you for all your help today, Jacob.

Yeah.

Such a nice boy.

Oh.

I take it you didn’t tell your family about me.

It... it just would've been too much.

Besides, how would I explain to them

that all of this is because I took your advice?

You were right, change is good.

I’m not so sure about that anymore.

I wonder if Zimmer’s changed so much

that we forgot about where we came from.

You and your family...

You helped me realize that.

I don't know if we're ready to open here.

Not yet, at least.

But this is a business decision, right?

This isn't because you think you and I...

Why can’t it be both?

I still have to meet David.

David is his name, right.

Personally I prefer Jacob, but..

-Just let me get it. -Okay.

I hear it was quite the party out there.

Actually, it was.

And we brought a little something back for you.

Ah, you didn't have to do this.

You were both already so generous with the holiday tips.

You’re welcome.

Okay, I'm... gonna go write David right now.

Hopefully he’s free.

I’m sure he’ll do whatever it takes to be there.

-Good night. -[chuckles]

[elevator dings]

Okay, you tell me the second she brings down that letter.

You’re really gonna show up as David?

I am.

It’s not fair to keep her in the dark.

I can’t wait another day to tell her how I feel.

That’s very sweet.

She's gonna hate you for not telling her sooner, but...

Very, very sweet.

Look at this!

Everyone’s posting about

how kitschy and authentic Gilbert’s is.

It’s working. I have to go get ready.

For what?

I’m meeting David today.

Oh?

I wrote him last night, got his response this morning.

Uh-huh.

We’re having lunch in the village.

Did you ask the matchmaker if it was okay to meet so soon?

No, we didn't ask her but it's... it's just... it's time.

What? What's wrong?

We... we were talking about this last night.

Talking about the matchmaker

and whether or not this time she is wrong.

What do you mean?

We see how you are with Jacob.

I know.

He’s a great guy.

Dad...

You two seem so perfect together.

Guys!

There's something you need to know.

Um... Jacob's family... owns Zimmer's Deli.

That can’t be!

I can’t believe I told him my secret brining technique.

Molly, why didn’t you tell us sooner?

I’ve been trying to talk him out of opening so close to us

and the good news is I think maybe he’s listening.

Yeah, sure.

Listening how to make our latkes.

He probably stole that too.

I don’t think he wants to put us out of business, Dad.

He’s a good man.

But so is David.

And at least with him there aren’t any complications.

Maybe he’s who I’m meant to be with after all.

Ah-ha! So the matchmaker was right.

I don’t know.

[all sighing]

[elevator dings]

Hey. Wow. You look... you look beautiful.

Thanks.

Taking a risk with the high heels though.

What if the guy’s, like, five feet tall?

I don’t care about that. It’s what inside that counts.

Really?

What if he shows up looking like a bridge troll?

[laughs]

Well, I guess I’ll find out soon enough.

What if he, um... looks just like me?

That wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

Okay. I should get going.

Your fate awaits.

Bye.

I’m just gonna give her a couple minutes head start

and then I’ll go.

I know what you’re thinking.

And I’m gonna find a way to make it work with her.

Okay? I told her we’re gonna open the deli somewhere else,

and we will, but right now I need to tell her the truth.

I literally didn’t say anything.

There he is!

Oh... Mom.

What are you... what are you doing here?

We were coming to surprise you after you signed the deal.

But then I spoke to the owner.

She said you weren’t even negotiating anymore.

She wasn’t even sure you wanted the space.

We wanted to see for ourselves what’s going on.

I just... I just wanted to make sure it was the right space.

It is.

Which is why we’re all gonna make this deal happen today.

No! No, we can’t do that, Dad.

Jacob, what is going on with you?

There is more to this than you understand, okay?

No, it’s not okay.

This is what your grandmother wants.

I know, I know.

And so I’m gonna talk to her and then once she,

uh, knows what’s going on she’s gonna understand.

You don’t have to call her, Jacob.

She’s here in New York resting at the hotel.

What? Okay, okay, okay.

Dad, please do not sign anything until after I talk to her.

I will go see her directly after this lunch meeting.

Meeting?

What kind of a meeting is more important than this?

Mom... trust me it is.

I am meeting the building owner in an hour, Jacob.

Whatever you have to say to your bubbe

it has to be right now.

May I help you?

Uh, yes. Hi, um... reservation for two.

I believe it's under David.

Ah... David called. He says he's running a bit late.

I can show you to your table while you wait.

Oh... thank you.

Thanks.

Can you believe this lobby? I mean, where’s the Hanukkah?

And I’m not just talking about some courtesy menorah

behind the desk.

Yeah.

You know there’s a place a few blocks away

that does a menorah lighting every night of Hanukkah.

I’ll take you there tomorrow night.

Oh, good.

[laughs]

Um... Actually...

that place is what I came here to talk to you about.

You know...

This hotel used to be tenement apartments?

My mother and her family lived right down the street

for three months when they came to America.

I thought you said Sarah went straight

from Poland to California.

Something about sailing on a freighter around South America.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. That was your mother’s family.

My mother was on the SS Rotterdam

when she was just a little girl.

Why have we never talked about this part before?

Because my mother always used to say,

what’s the point in gnashing your teeth about the past?

So I stopped asking.

It wasn’t until after she passed that I found

her letters and journals and learned what she’d gone through.

I... I wish you would've told me some of this

before I came out here.

It would've changed a lot of things.

We didn’t want to put you through

so much pressure, sweetheart.

Hmm.

This is where my parents met and fell in love.

They worked long hours in the back room of a diner together.

They decided that someday they would open a Jewish deli

right here on the lower east side.

They married and moved west.

Nine years later, with my mother’s recipes from home

and my father’s business skills, they opened Zimmer’s Deli.

Yeah, and it’s a huge success.

We have nothing left to prove.

Yeah, that’s what I used to think.

But in her journal my mother said her dream

was to open a Zimmer’s back where it all started.

I didn’t realize how important it was

to come full circle until now.

Why, what’s changed?

I’ve just been thinking a lot about our legacy.

I’m not getting any younger, Jacob.

But there’s still time to make my mother’s dream a reality.

Coming back here, putting out a Zimmer's sign...

that would mean everything to my parents.

To your parents.

Yeah, I understand.

Thank you, Jacob.

This means everything to me.

[Beth] David... I’m not sure why you didn't make it on time today

but I have to thank you because now I finally know what I want.

I can’t thank you enough for opening up to me,

helping me understand myself a little better,

and inspiring me to say what needs to be said.

Someday you’ll find your beshert.

But I think I already found mine.

It’s a little complicated but I think we can make it work.

And to be honest, it might not, but I have to try.

I wish you nothing but the best.

And if I had another good luck penny to give you,

I would, I’d give you a million of them.

Oh, and by the way... my real name is Molly.

If you're ever on the lower east side,

stop by Gilbert's Deli

and let me buy my good friend David a lunch.

Would you like something else while you’re waiting?

On, no thank you.

I'm... not waiting anymore.

Okay.

[Hanukkah blessing in Yiddish]

Hey... psst.

Hey! Has anyone seen Jacob?

I’ve been looking for him everywhere

and he hasn’t been answering his texts.

Well, we haven’t. But you look very nice.

Thanks.

Did you meet David?

I... decided not to meet David after all.

Why not?

I guess I saw the light.

[laughs]

I see what you did there. Nice.

Jacob’s the one, bubbe.

Are you sure?

Even after all this deli mishegaas?

Never been so sure of anything.

And don’t worry,

I’ll pay you back for the whole matchmaker thing.

Oh, who cares about that? You found love.

That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.

It’s all that matters.

But if his stupid deli puts us out of business,

he’s dead to me.

Okay.

Well, he said he was going to try and talk his family

out of opening it out here. But even if he doesn’t,

I don’t think business should come before love.

Do you?

Not if it’s the real deal.

I think it is.

What are you waiting for?

[laughs]

-Go! -Okay.

Hey! Did Molly come back here?

I haven’t seen her but I did get a delivery.

[muttering]

She broke up with me.

She wants to be with me!

Wonder of wonder, miracle of miracles.

Thomas, Fiddler on the Roof!

Big fan.

Me too! Yes!

Okay. Okay, I have to go find her.

Go get her, tiger.

Yes!

-Jacob! Jacob. -Hey!

There you are. I’ve been looking for you.

I know, I was looking for you too.

Well, you haven’t been answering your texts.

I know, I've... I've been with my family.

They’re here?

I have a lot to tell you.

Yeah, me too.

Look, I... I didn't meet David today.

Uh, well actually he was late,

but it ended up being the best thing that could've happened

'cause I... I wrote to him.

I told him it wasn't going to work out.

Because he was late?

No, because all I could think about was you.

What’s wrong?

We signed the deal today, Molly.

We’re opening Zimmer’s East in the spring.

I thought... you said you were gonna talk them out of it.

I was.

Until I found out why it was so important to my grandmother.

It turns out that being here

has as much history for my family as it does yours.

You said they never even lived here.

I was wrong. My great grandparents met here.

Their dreams started here on the lower east side

just like your family’s.

Molly, I swear I did not know about any of this until today.

I'm so sorry, I...

I know this is not what you wanted to hear.

But I promise...

I will not let anything happen to Gilbert's.

You can’t make that promise.

Jake, if I knew your family had a past here

I never would’ve asked you to walk away.

You have your own history to honor.

Nobody understands that more than I do.

Yeah, but then we can’t be together.

That’s what you said.

I know what I said, but...

if this is really meant to be, then...

Don't you think we should try to find a way to make this work?

You’re amazing. You know that?

But there is one more thing I need to tell you.

[sighs]

[laughs]

I... I was gonna tell you at lunch.

And then my parents showed up to sign the deal

and I had to go with them to try to stop them.

And then I talked to my grandmother

and then everything changed.

And... I'm so... I'm so sorry, Molly,

that I was not there on time.

But I... I am here now

and I'm hoping that now that you... you know.

How long?

Sorry?

How long have you known that I was... Beth?

Uh...

Three days.

What?

I wanted to wait until I knew that we weren’t opening here

and then I could tell you

and then nothing else would be standing in our way.

I just told you that even if you opened here

we would figure it out.

You... you...you told me that tonight!

But then the rest of the time

you said that if we opened up a Zimmer’s here,

that being together would be impossible.

So I was trying to do the right thing

and then it turned out all wrong.

This isn’t about the deli anymore.

This is about trust.

That’s gone.

[elevator dings]

Molly...

Bubbe? Um... I need to tell you something.

It’s locked.

I guess I’ll wait.

Join the club.

Are you a client?

Do I look like one?

My grandson is.

Oh. My granddaughter too.

I’m here for a refund actually.

The entire process has been wholly unprofessional.

I agree.

My granddaughter was set up with some dishonest guy

who lied about who he was... twice.

Well, my grandson was matched with a selfish woman

who tried to talk him out of opening up his business at all.

Who does such a thing?

Oh, please.

How can you make decent latkes

when you’re too busy making everything else under the sun.

I assure you, our latke recipe knows no equal.

I’ll bet if we put our latkes side by side,

people would say ours were by far the best.

I’ll take that bet.

Tonight. After the eighth candle.

Winner gets uncontested bragging rights.

Best latkes in New York City.

For how long?

Forever.

You’re on.

If you see her, tell Mrs. Mizansky I was here.

So unprofessional.

*

They’re here.

Uh, for the record, I...

I did try to talk my grandmother out of this.

I did too.

Clearly neither of them listened.

Well... may the best latke win.

It will.

Hmm.

You have to know Jacob cares about Molly so deeply.

He... he was just trying to navigate

an impossible situation.

Same. Molly cares about him too, but...

she is stubborn like her grandmother.

I don't think she's gonna get past this any time soon.

Honestly, I don’t blame her.

And I gave him an earful already about the whole thing.

I just want the kids to be happy.

So do I.

-Ed! -What?

Come here.

-Gabe! -What?

You must be Ed Levy. Gabe Speigelman.

Nice to meet you.

I’ve heard great things about your food.

Oh, thanks. And mazel tov on all your success in California.

Thanks.

I just want you to know, whatever happens,

no hard feelings.

I wish for nothing but success for the both of us.

I appreciate that. Our concepts are so different.

Hey, word’s already getting out there about tonight.

It’s great publicity for us both.

Yeah. I just hope they realize

it's, uh... not a legally binding deal.

You wanna tell them that?

Nope.

[laughing]

I am so sorry.

I have never seen Ruth like this.

Same with Esther. Have you seen online?

They’re calling it the battle of the bubbies.

-What? -You didn’t see? Look.

[gasps]

Okay.

We need someone that neither family knows

to put the latkes out.

That way we won’t know who’s are whose.

[clears throat]

Anybody know her?

Welcome to Gilbert’s.

Let the judging commence! Applesauce or sour cream?

[both] Both.

Mmm. This is the one.

I think we have a problem.

The kids are right.

They’re exactly the same.

I knew you spied on us.

How dare you accuse my grandson of doing such a thing.

A shonda.

Oh, like he hasn’t lied before.

My purse, please.

We used this exact recipe that my mother brought from Russia.

I have had it with me every day since my mother passed.

Look for yourself.

This... this can't be.

Get the journal.

-What’s going on? -I have no idea.

Thanks.

You see?

Here is my mother’s recipe she brought with her from Poland.

-It’s the exact same thing. -Yes.

What year did your mother come?

1914.

Do you know what ship?

[both] The Rotterdam.

We have a picture of the Rotterdam right here

so we never forget where we came from.

You know...

my mother wrote about meeting a girl her age on the ship.

And she said they wouldn't have survived without each other

and they... they were like sisters.

And they decided that they were gonna share everything.

All of their hopes and dreams and fears...

and the family recipes.

And that girl's name was...

Sura.

Yes. How did you know that?

That was my mother’s name.

She changed it to Sarah when they got to Ellis Island.

Wait...

"Sura eventually moved to California and we lost touch.

"I wish I knew how to find her, but every time I make latkes,

"I think of her...

"and pray to God that she's happy."

Think about all the miracles that had to happen

for us to get here.

At Hanukkah, no less.

It couldn’t be more clear.

You two were meant to find each other.

[Esther] We all were!

[speaking in Yiddish]

[chattering]

[both] Can we talk?

Um, I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

I still can’t even wrap my mind around this.

I know. The whole thing is incredible.

And I’m still mad at you.

Even after everything that just happened?

Well, that doesn’t change what you did.

Molly, you have to know how sorry I am

that I haven’t told you about everything and I wasn’t upfront.

Okay? But it’s kind of like when you didn’t tell your family

who I was right away.

What?

You know, you’re trying to keep everybody happy, so was I.

No. You know what?

You’re right.

And I was late for lunch because I was trying

one last time to get my family to open somewhere else.

So that we could have a chance.

I never should’ve asked you to do that.

That wasn’t fair of me.

When I read your last letter... it broke my heart.

And then I realized that we feel the same way about each other.

And we still had a shot.

So, I'm just asking for... for... one last chance.

For me to be everything that you fell for with David.

Yeah, except I fell for Jacob even more.

It doesn’t matter if we’re Beth and David

or Molly and Jacob.

We’re soulmates.

We’re beshert.

[cheers and applause]

Look, our families do blend together so perfectly, don't they?

Oh...

Aww.

It’s too bad we can’t just open a new deli, right?

A little of the old. A little of the new.

And the best latkes in New York.

Oh, they'd never go for it.

Actually, we were just talking about the same thing.

Rebecca and Sarah’s Deli.

Or... Sarah and Rebecca's Deli.

[laughter]

We’ll flip a coin. Anyone have one?

-Oh... -Actually...

Maybe later.

Come here.

* One, two, three, four, five... *

Happy Hanukkah.

* Six, seven, eight... *

* nights celebrate... our light... *

Happy Hanukkah.

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* Light, light, light, light, light... *

I still got it.

* Candles burning bright... *

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* Golden and blue... *

* shining through the darkest night... *

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