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The concept of actually going someplace with the intention of picnicking was not something we did when I was growing up. Wherever we went food was always packed and brought along. That changed when I had children of my own and we actually began planning picnics as an activity. July 4th at the Hollywood Bowl, […]
Rice was a staple in my mother’s kitchen. Always prepared in the most basic way, it was never the centerpiece of the meal but occupied the role of ” the starchy” side dish. My mother bought Uncle Ben’s and cooked it in salted boiling water. Period. There were two ways that it was served, with […]
It is Sunday morning and Norm is making bagels in the kitchen and my daughter Shira is on her way to the Bronx Zoo, both part of the Sunday rituals that I grew up with. Plus it is my sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday Anita! Last week I went to synagogue to say Yizkor, the prayer […]
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