Stan cast a doubtful look at Eddie when he assured him that fruitcake not only was something that people actually ate but that it was also delicious. "I don't know, none of the movies seem to make it seem any kind of good," He pointed out. "In fact I think it's the sort of thing people talk about breaking a tooth on." He reminded him, the last thing he wanted was his Christmas advice to end up being something that would get him in trouble with his maybe one day in-laws. And fruitcake? That sounded like the sort of thing that was going to get him in trouble.
Hanukkah wasn't the biggest of the Jewish holidays but since it came around at the same time as Christmas more often than not it tended to have the same sort of feel to it for most people. But Stan liked the traditions of it all, the family gatherings and the food, and he even liked the prayers. There was something comforting about it, familiar since childhood that he always looked forward to.
He'd been getting ready to ask what Eddie meant about needing something, but then he explained a little further, he'd need to participate, not just have a general understanding of the holiday itself. "Well - I guess we could get you some of the small little things, at least so you understand it." He decided. "I know a place." He assured him. "We can pick up some things for you to work with and to help give me something to show you as I explain some of the finer points." He told him, which of course meant a trip to his mother's shop. Stan just prayed that she wasn't going to butt in too much as he tried to find what Eddie would need most.