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Cure-all: Carvel
My father believed in a lot of things that pretty much summed up the kind of guy he was:
He believed in putting his family first.
He believed in making the best product he could possibly make and his customers loved him and […]-READ-MORE>
Cottage Cheese and Fruit
So here’s the thing: I look at this picture and I think: delicious, a light lunch–I hope the melon is sweet and really cold! My husband looks at the same picture and comes pretty close to crying, wondering how in the world anyone[…]-READ-MORE>
2nd Avenue Bliss
There are a few things in life that I can always count on:
My mother will always complain that my hair is either too long, in my face, too light, or too dark (i.e. it’s some shade or shape of not right);
No matter what siz[…]-READ-MORE>
The Gift of Shiva
Sounds like a crazy title, doesn’t it? Until a few weeks ago, I would have been inclined to agree with you, but at the recent Shiva for my husband’s grandfather, I experienced a deeply rich connection to the man I only saw a handf[…]-READ-MORE>
How I Remember
The picture above might just look like a plate of bakery cookies, but to me, they mean so much more.
I was actually compelled to buy these cookies, put them on one of my finest plates, set them on my Shabbat table, and could no[…]-READ-MORE>
Jelly Fruit Slices
I’m convinced the world is divided into two groups of people: those who look at this picture, start to drool and think to themselves, how can I get my hands on the red ones? and those who think, meh, does nothing for me.
The f[…]-READ-MORE>
My Father’s Bench
This is my father’s bench.
The same bench where my father stood, leaned against, kibitzed from, schlepped hundred pound piles of dough onto, and expertly made hundreds of thousands of bagels by hand from 1970 to 1990. The same[…]-READ-MORE>
Mom’s Brooklyn Table: 1941 – 1958
Flashback to the years 1948 -1958. Looking back on my childhood, I can’t believe just how much I remember. During these years I was seven to 17, living with my parents. I remember the street we lived on: Schenectady, Avenue, A[…]-READ-MORE>
Celebrate Mom
What better way to celebrate the special women in your life than with a bright and cheerful table such as this? I have been collecting different sets of dishes (some full sets and some bits and pieces like cups, salad plates and c[…]-READ-MORE>
Simple Settings for Shabbat
Come Friday, no matter what I’m doing (teaching at Boston University, shuffling kids to and from school), the other half of my brain is thinking about Shabbat. In between work and school drop off and pick up, I’m trying to figure […]-READ-MORE>
A Little Pesach Nachas
So it goes like this: when you have three kids under the age of 11, on any given weekend morning (when you pray the little darlings would sleep in for a change), it’s pretty much a guarantee to wake up to house full of chaos, cere[…]-READ-MORE>
Oh, for a Single Slice of Nova
I guess you could say I’m a bit of an anomaly when it comes to ordering a sandwich in a deli: to me, the thinner the sandwich, the better. I know, I know, this is not how it’s done (or expected) when ordering anything between two […]-READ-MORE>
