3 CRACK. 2 DOT. 1 BAM. MAHJ!

This ain’t your grandma’s mahj game! It’s been more than 100 years since Ezra Fitch (yes, the Abercrombie Fitch) started hawking the exotic tile game of the Far East to America’s society girls. From 1920s socialites to ‘70s bubies and millennial Mahj Mavens, multiple generations have carried their obsession with the clickity-clack of the tiles, the gatherings of good friends, the deep round-table discussions, and the snacks. Your grandma probably served stale bridge mix and hard candies. The snacks have certainly changed, but the love for this game remains the same.