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If Sunday nights were the low points of my youth (school again tomorrow? really?), they have been quickly replaced by Sunday mornings (what on earth…
It seems that Jews are not a people of convenience. This time of year some of us Jews find ourselves eating in flimsy outdoor huts.…
I am on my last legs, as they say. Weekends are fun, action packed and thoroughly draining. Especially because, given the onslaught of Jewish holidays,…
We found these in the garden today. The kids asked me what they are. “I don’t know what they are, but I know what they…
I am sure it’ll get old at some point. But instead of doing all the things I ought to be doing (unpacking, sorting, visiting Ikea),…
We’ve been reading Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH. It’s not a book I ever read as a child, but lately I’ve been having…
I am, by all accounts, a miserable faster. I like to spend my days in a continual state of grazing. Cut off from my day-long…
My morning run. #iloveny
Oh, how I yearn to write pages about my thrilling return to New York! I could go on about the energy, the people, the diversity…
Until this weekend my only (Jewish) New Year resolution was to do something about the pathetic state of affairs at our breakfast table. I can’t…
