Forty years is almost half a century and it’s difficult to remember what brought us together then
It reminds me of the smell of pungent garlic and sour borscht, of the house dappled with the sounds of Yiddish phrases
I wipe away a cloud of condensation that blocks my view, hoping to see just a small sliver of sunshine, a tiny ray of hope
She, who had numerous children and grandchildren, held my baby like she was a long lost diamond
A sparrow hopped across our path and Esti ran after it, laughing. It didn’t upset my schedule at all.
How will I run a Shabbos seudah on my own? I know there are single mothers who face Shabbos solo every week, but I feel like I cannot handle this alone. Chocolate cake is my go-to comfort food. It’s easy to prepare and even easier to enjoy — cushiony sweetness with a rich chocolate flavor.
