As my mother always used to say: “Every now and again you need to step out of that shitstorm city to breathe some haimish oxygen in the old country!” (The old country of course, meaning Westchester.)

–Cindy Capleton

Steve’s house was a cozy, haimish space where everyone loved to hang out, but that stopped when he replaced all the oxygen in his home with methane gas.
–Lady Schwartz

Spartacus tried to distract himself from the fact that his date brought him to an oxygen bar full of yuppies with $50 to throw away on air by focusing on how ironically haimish the place was, with its soft lighting, distressed tables, and Persian rugs.
-Gladys Potter

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