I wouldn’t be who I am without my Jewish background, and it’s informed my humor and many other traits over the course of my life. It’s also now given me a wicked craving for matzoh ball soup and a BLT. Some things never change.
Judy Chicago’s “The Dinner Party” features an implicit Jewishness. For instance…
What can make this night suck harder than all the others?
Just because you’re eating box after box of matzah, that doesn’t mean you have to skip the wine.
Rabbi Jill Jacobs is going to clean up this world devoid of human rights.
How much good does protest do when it borders on parody?
A birthday, the Kotel, the Holocaust Museum, some drinking, and a lot of reflection on the last days of a Birthright Israel trip.
Spend a weekend cursing out Haman in Long Island, and you will probably enjoy your conversion process a bit more.
