Whenever I think of lame Chol Hamoed Sukkos I think of Uncle Moishy and closed off streets in Borough Park filled with cheesy rides and families with all the kids dressed alike. I also think of overpriced Jewish concerts in Brooklyn College that advertise family seating and separate seating as well.
Oh and let us not forget the days when every yeshiva rebel in the NY metro area would head to Crown Heights for some nights of drunken mingling. I even remember full page ads in the Jewish Press advertising that “mingling will not be tolerated” at these events.