Meshuga Mints

A brilliant, but aged, Rabbi lay in bed surrounded by his students.

"Should we call for a doctor?" asked his smartest student.

"No," whispered the Rabbi. "Bring me some Meshuga Mints."

"But Rabbi," protested the student, "That won't help."

"It wouldn't hurt," said the Rabbi with a shrug.

Oy gevalt! Meshuga mints are as fresh as that joke is stale. These mints come packaged in a reusable tin that's so pretty it makes us kvell. (Oh -- they're also Kosher-certified, so ess gezunterhait.)

A brilliant, but aged, Rabbi lay in bed surrounded by his students.

"Should we call for a doctor?" asked his smartest student.

"No," whispered the Rabbi. "Bring me some Meshuga Mints."

"But Rabbi," protested the student, "That won't help."

"It wouldn't hurt," said the Rabbi with a shrug.

Oy gevalt! Meshuga mints are as fresh as that joke is stale. These mints come packaged in a reusable tin that's so pretty it makes us kvell. (Oh -- they're also Kosher-certified, so ess gezunterhait.)

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