An open letter from gluten, if gluten were your Jewish grandma.
Chillent sounds like they can be the coolest chassidishe wedding band in the land or open a jamband festival featuring the likes of Phish, Gov’t Mule, and Blues Traveler.
And you know that the secret ingredient is the refinement of your soul found in the knowing that all of this won’t last.
This world's logistics overwhelm me. Appointments, lunch dates: aaaah! But usually, I get by. Me being me, it all feels kind of mystical.
Every inch of the store serves him with a different memory.
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So often, the world is far from bounteous, but, when I changed my behavior, I felt something beautiful.
If kugel could talk, it might say Shema.
It's not until way into the night, when the summer sun is completely gone and the sky has finally settled into blackness, that Zvi's dad emerges from the storeroom.
Food, you are sublime, terrifying, and filled with struggle. I love you, but why must you cause such guilt and fear?
