essays | opinions | musings
Our rabbi was a seasoned pro for which my control issues were no match. He cautioned us to create a set of questions vs. something more drawn out. I now recognize — and appreciate — that he was trying to steer us clear of a simcha turned shonde — ie: a ceremony that lasts longer than 20 minutes.
Read MoreI realized I was pregnant on my thirtieth birthday. I had been nauseous all week, and my boobs were as sore as they were when they sprouted in junior high school — a symptom I’d...
Read MoreI started my day with zen intentions. I earmark Saturdays for early morning pilates followed by a stroll through the area’s farmer’s markets. Quaint, reliable, and relaxing. There’s a certain comfort in waking up by...
Read MoreMy love for tofu has roots, and they run deep. The first time I tried it – pre-vegetarian days – was when I was in the 8th grade. I went to a local Thai restaurant...
Read MoreLooking back, it feels weird to share that my grandparents kept “files” on each of their ten grandchildren. Even as cracks in our closeness became painfully obvious over the years, I held on to the...
Read MoreI love the garbanzo bean almost as much as I love eggplant. It’s versatile, easily accessible, healthy and hearty. At lunch with good friends in Astoria, I ordered chickpea soup as a vessel for warmth...
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