“I eat cornflakes that come in a box,” he explained, visibly trying to control his exasperation. “These came in a bag. So I can’t eat them”
It is hard to imagine our elderly Bobby any way other than the way we see her: an old, opinionated, somewhat stern, yet always loving nanny,
Sure, they laughed at us, those New Yorkers, they mocked us, scoffing at our Payless shoes, nerdy white shells, and general lack of savvy, but we knew the truth
INTRO In seven long years, there is much I have learned to do on my own. But there are still some things I can’t do,Lifetakes: Walking Alone,INTRO In seven long years, there is much I have learned to do on my own. But there are still some things I can’t do
This article was published in a Shavuos magazine edition one week before my wedding and I blushed as I read it smug and happy.
In the mystical halo that surrounds him, the spirit of Shabbos is a tangible thing. His warmth swathes the crowd in holiness. It stretches like the sun’s rays, all the way to the ezras nashim
