Instead of the ball drop in Time’s Square, we let the matzah balls drop into our soup.
Spellukah, noun. A democratic way to settle any dispute over how you should write the word ‘Chanukah.’
I tried to organize a holiday cookie exchange at my shul. This is what happened.
How do two individuals mutually settle on who should supersede them as parents upon their death?
A Jewish event planner hankers for Chanukah to last an entire year so she can throw lots of festive parties. And it does…
Introducing Aviva, the know-it-all maven more intelligent than all other digital personal assistants.
Instead of Grand Master Yoda, you’ll see my nosy Grandmother Yente.
My email was hacked. If my hackers were Jewish, this is what probably went down.
What’s a Jewish host supposed to do with two such important shindigs?
Don’t resort to Fiddlerization or Yentl-ication.
Even if my daughter sues me, I’ll have my brilliant attorney future son-in-law representing me in court!