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My daughter is still in a state of disbelief. “So you really want a quiet Shabbos — just the two of you?”

You need to recalculate on a daily basis, and you wonder if those mathematicians were ever mothers

She’s the level of nice that has always caused me to feel protective of her

Secretly, the idea of baking sourdough started — whatchamacallit? — fermenting in my brain

Gavi was homeless. Could we take him in?

The memory of dear old Ruchel would forever remain, even when we were back at home in dull, drizzly London