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tastes like shabbos
Just the word itself brings waves of nostalgia for the beautiful Shabbosos of my childhood
Family Table Readers
tastes like shabbos
A teacher and a mother, Rebbetzin Machlis cooked for several hundred guests every Shabbos for decades
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
Touch Base
The Conversation, as Mishpacha likes to say, “Continues.” When it comes to shidduchim, it continues, and continues
Batya Weinberg
Touch Base
This column is delivered with warmest blessings to anyone looking for their bashert, and their parents, too
Mrs. Batya Weinberg
Worldview
Seventy-eight years after it first began, it’s the high noon of the America-Israel alliance
Gedalia Guttentag
Worldview
What does it say that Torah figures seem impervious to the immutable laws of human physics? 
Gedalia Guttentag
Summer Series
 Lazy days on our Hungarian lake
Judy Landman
Summer Series
The enjoyment we experienced there was in inverse proportion to its physical condition
Rabbi Avrohom Neuberger
Sidekick
This year our flight will be twice as long, and you had better believe that I double- and triple-checked our tickets
Hadassa Swerds
Sidekick
Okaaay. Somebody call the cops. This pack of five-year-olds is clearly up to no good
Hadassa Swerds
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