A couple weeks ago a guy walks into the restaurant. I notice there is something terribly wrong with his forehead. I try not to stare. Fifteen minutes later another couple walks in with similar looking foreheads. I realize the first guy must not be deformed. There’s some trend going on. I ask my bar manager,

“What’s wrong with everybody’s foreheads?”

“It’s Ash Wednesday, the start of Passover.”

“That’s not right.”