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tastes like shabbos
Family Table Readers
tastes like shabbos
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
tastes like shabbos
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
tastes like shabbos
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
tastes like shabbos
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
Street Smarts
In the taxi world, drivers are divided as to whether a “real” nahag uses Waze. For these veterans who know the city’s every highway and byway, the consensus is clear: real drivers don’t rely on it
Yaacov Lipszyc
Street Smarts
Love of the land has been infused in Shuki’s blood since birth; he’s the right man for our challenge
Ariella Schiller
Curveball
“Think over what? This sounds awesome! I’d love to be your assistant coach!” Rafi exclaimed
Ariella Stern
Curveball
About one hour, a few X-rays, and one soda can later, Rafi was finally able to get some answers
Ariella Stern
Guestlines
In a world of uncertainty, fear can be a gateway to deeper faith, prayer, and trust in Hashem’s guidance
Rabbi Aryeh Kerzner
Guestlines
I was not only humbled by what I experienced — I was also greatly envious
Rabbi Chaim Aryeh Zev Ginzberg
The Ring of Healing: Succos 5785
So much more binds us than separates
Penina Steinbruch
The Ring of Healing: Succos 5785
One year later, converging circles of heart and hope
Rav Aaron Lopiansky
Jr. Fiction
Styling and photography by Sina Mizrahi Rebbetzin Tzivia Walkin, wife of HaRav Shmuel Dovid Walkin, was born in Radin, where her grandfather was Rav Moshe Landinski, the rosh yeshivah of Radin. Her family later moved to Trabe, where her father served as a rav, but Tzivia spent several childhood years in Radin, developing a close
Bashie Lisker
Jr. Fiction
Mendy stalks toward me, hand outstretched. I shriek until Mommy comes onto the porch to see what’s going on
Ariella Schiller
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Rebbetzin Frieda Halberstam (née Rubin) was born and raised in Poland, and spent five bitter cold and difficult years in Siberia during World War II. Even in Siberia, she did everything she could to avoid working on Shabbos. Frieda lost her father and some of her siblings in the war. After the war, she and

By Sarah Faygie Berkowitz

tastes like shabbos

Photo Credit: Baila Rochel Leiner “At the center of a home filled with chesed and love, our mother, Rebbetzin Miriam Belsky, stood side by side with our father, Rav Chaim Yisroel Belsky ztz”l, in his communal work drawing talmidim and others close to Hashem,” says their eldest daughter Sarah Hindy Gross. “It’s hard to talk

By Sarah Faygie Berkowitz

tastes like shabbos

Rebbetzin Shulamit Bitton-Blau, as remembered by her children and grandchildren Maybe it was because she was an only child, born under miraculous circumstances to her holy parents, Rav Shimon and Beya Cohen, that led to a lifelong joie de vivre for Rebbetzin Shulamit Bitton-Blau. Perhaps it was the massive and beautiful Birkas Kohanim endowed on

By Sarah Faygie Berkowitz

tastes like shabbos

There was a feeling of peace, serenity, and holiness. That’s what the guest saw that night, and what family and visitors experienced every Shabbos.

By Sarah Faygie Berkowitz

tastes like shabbos

My mother wasn’t a natural in the kitchen, and possibly, she would have rather been elsewhere.

By Chanie Nayman and Rebbetzin Faigie Horowitz