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Thanksgiving is over. In the past three days I have served a total of 41 guests at various times. Now, my husband is on the way to the airport with two of my children who are heading back East, where they live. My future daughter-in-law will be leaving tomorrow and I am already experiencing the […]
My sister recalls that I came home from Kindergarten and told my mother that I wanted to celebrate Thanksgiving. At that point my parents and sister would have been living in the United States for about seven years, and were open to the idea of celebrating this “American” holiday. That was the beginning of a […]
I just began reading a book about five immigrant families who lived in a tenement on the Lower East Side of New York at the turn of the century. 97 Orchard details the hardships that each group faced upon their arrival to the New World, and goes on to talk about the culinary influences that […]
On the corner of our apartment building was a candy store. It was the typical corner store of that period (1950s) with a counter and bar stools where you could order your soda fountain treats. I would often stop in after school or on the weekend and buy a candy bar. My all time favorites […]
Tonight is Tisha B’Av, a fast day. Admittedly it is a day that I struggle with, but not my husband Norm. He will be home any minute and will want to eat and run off to shul. That meant preparing a light and easy meal. Fish is something that I enjoy on occasion but certainly […]
When life feels stressful we often think about simpler times. I think about growing up in the 1950s and although, admittedly, I was very young, my impression was that life was uncomplicated, relaxed, and good. I am sure that my parents had worries and struggles but they and my older sister protected and sheltered me, […]
I attended a day camp called Funland during one summer, or maybe even part of a summer. Most summers were spent in the “mountains” at a bungalow colony in upstate New York. Typically these colonies were filled with Jewish women and children who were escaping the city’s heat and humidity. We passed the time by playing: the women […]
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