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I remember when my Great Grandpa bought this menorah. Crazy looking thing, wires, gas hook ups, but it was a grand device. Hooking it up was a bit tricky, but it didn't take long. We would all sit around it, turn on the gas and just be happy it was the first night of Chanukah. However we would often forget to turn on the ignition first, and often the room would fill with gas, and the result was usually a huge fireball.



Well even to this day, it wouldn't be Chanukah without the smells of latke's and burning hair.