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Building Dreams: Chapter 41
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Be My Guest
Yossi Muller Invites Baruch Levine
"Raising Torah-true children was just becoming the new frontier, so 'Vezakeini' expressed the prayer on every parent’s lips"
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Be My Guest
Be My Guest
If you could invite one music personality into your succah this year, who would it be?
Riki Goldstein
Second Thoughts
The Davening Bus
Reaching out to G-d should not be like a bus schedule
Rabbi Emanuel Feldman
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Back to Arkansas
Though we chuckle at Stevie’s innocent simplicity, the joke is really on us
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A Tasty Twist
Meat Me at the Grill
This summer, while you’re busy with everyday errands and need to quickly pull together a dinner that will wow the shvigger who’s in town visiting, grab a few kiwis and start marinating
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A Tasty Twist
Making Budget Cuts
Everyone I know loves to serve some kind of meat at the holiday meals, but with prices being so high, I present you with some ways to use a cheaper cut of meat and still get amazing results
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The Real Me
Tova and Shoshana
We had a class siyum with doughnuts. Everyone was so excited to have a special treat, while we just had to sit and watch
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The Real Me
The Real Me
My name is Esther. I’m 12 years old and I live in Edgware, London, England. I have something called autism.
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From The Ground Up
Yitzchok just stared at me, his hand on the doorknob. “Are you crazy?” he whispered Dovid “C ome into the kitchen,” Mama said, and we followed her dumbly, sitting down in the chairs she guided us to. Mama busied herself by the stove while I calmed down and stopped crying. I looked over at Yitzchok,
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