David Foster Wallace, Moby-Dick, and of course some Kafka: This ain’t your typical Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur reading list.
Of all the shul hopping adventures, my foray into the world of Reconstructionist Judaism felt the most foreign.
If you’re gonna shul hop, sooner or later you have to go to the O.G.
Believing I had taken premature swipes at the Conservative service, I chose a Conservative synagogue known for its younger, more spiritual, livelier crowd for this week’s shul hop.
What happens when Freud talks to CS Lewis?
When a synagogue looks like it’s fit for a king, it might not be good for shul hopping.
For this week’s shul hop, after the calm of the wilderness I sought out the controlled chaos of a Chasidic shul.
If you want to remove technology from your life for Shabbat, what better place than the woods?
