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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

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

Expecting our usual 40-second conversation, I was alarmed to hear an entire sentence: “Ma, I need help!”

He gave us one of the most beautiful brachos we’ve ever received, “May you have much bruchah, hatzluchah, and nachas”

You need to factor in those four minutes, at least once, because it’s part of the route