I am getting my article in later than usual this week (and it’s usually pretty late!). You see, my husband Jerry was visiting Israel, to see his marred son, married daughter and six … more

Yesterday was the last birthday celebration for my sixtieth birthday. It all started three days before my birthday, on March 1st. We were invited to the Grossers for Friday night dinner for my … more

We were heading out to a wedding dear friends were making and I wanted to leave enough time to get there since we always get lost somehow or stuck in horrendous traffic. I hadn’t eaten all day and was looking forward to the shmorg. Lucky for me there was no traffic and we got off the highway in record time. Only problem was, the road we were supposed to merge onto was nowhere in sight. more

Charles Dickens wrote, “It was the spring of Hope, the winter of despair.” I, myself, was hoping to have a spring of Hope, after a winter of despair — with my sports teams, that is. … more

And so, it was Oscar time again. I really shouldn’t have watched it live, as I had not yet finished my column that was due the next morning. I told myself I would just watch the opening monologue as I love Ellen DeGeneres. All of a sudden, it hit me, I could write about the Oscars, and tie it in with a recipe. more

Last Friday at 12:20 pm, I picked up my friend Beverly and we headed to New Jersey to visit our dear friends, Janet and Lior Hod, for Shabbat. Our husbands were leaving a little later from the city … more

It must be August, because everyone is off on their last hurrah vacation trips before the kids come home from camp and the Yomim Tovim start. This past Shabbat, my husband Jerry regaled us with his travel plans that took place in 1975 during the summer after his sophomore year at YU. more

This coming Sunday is Super Bowl Sunday. Although I’m a  Dolphin’s fan, I’ll be cheering on the Giants, alongside my husband, Jerry and close friends, who are diehard fans. more

A chicken in every pot, getting up with the chickens, chicken out, running around like a chicken without its head — and let’s not forget chicken soup! Chicken soup has been … more

Shavuot? Already? How is that possible? Didn’t we just put away the last of our Pesach dishes, or, alternatively for some, unpacked our luggage? I’m actually still eating toasted coconut covered marshmallows because my son Jeremy always insists that we have more than enough to last through Pesach. more