With the holiday lurking just a few hours away and no appropriate food in the oven I rushed out to Chompies,  fearing that at the very least there would be no Challah left and at the worst, no brisket. Not to worry, Chompies was all about satisfying everyone in north Scottsdale at this particularly important juncture. Cesar knew just what I needed: brisket dinners, challa, honey cake and kischke. He forget to get me the chicken soup and so he didn't charge me for it. His boss Katherine was looking on with approval. Although he didn't know what a mensch was he understood the message better than most when he said, Shouldn't everyone do what is right?\" I said a prayer for you, Cesar. You're a mensch! Thanks for the great food just like Bubbie used to make...well almost.