Five questions you should never ask your child’s prospective in-laws.
A teenager is a formerly sweet and obedient child who turns into an extra-terrestrial, overnight.
Remembering to count the days between Passover and Shavuot can be tricky. But I’ve got a plan!
Some people have a “bucket list; I have a “farflucket list.”
Ever heard the expression “Jumping the Shark”? Now introducing…”Jumping the Gefilte!”
I hope living a life trying to do mitzvahs whites out hoarding a few soy sauce packets.
While my body would love to go away for Passover, my soul enjoys making Seders at home.
Time for my favorite errand – a trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles!
My son’s decision to move from Playmobil to Lego is a metaphor for our society. Really.
Purim is here, and it’s about time you gave some serious thought to the subject of costumes.
Will the next prince or princess of England actually be Jewish?
The Jewlarious guide to the 2013 Israeli election and Benjamin Netanyahu’s coalition options.
My 8 surefire tips to finding whatever you’ve lost. Guaranteed!
Fewer Americans are dieting now than in recent years. If you ask me, that’s very healthy.
Sure Israeli scientists have invented some amazing technologies, but how much better off would we be with these?
Could you survive an entire week without your cell phone? One man survives to tell the tale.
Infomercials are so unJewish. Here are my pitches for some Jewish infomercial products.
I won’t call the FBI if a loved one is 10 minutes late. 15 minutes, maybe.
First time grandmother Judy Gruen finds out that looking after a newborn is harder than she remembers.
As a public service, I’ve researched and selected the top Jewish stories of 2012 so you won’t have to. You’re welcome.
Given the longevity of his predecessors, Shahabi opens up about his fears and plans for the future.
I never call my parents. At least that’s what my parents believe.
One man’s take on his experience during Hurricane Sandy and the following blackout.
Ever since I was a teenager, people have been coming up to me in stores and assuming that I worked there.
I’ve been feeling kind of lousy lately, and I’ll tell you why: I went to the doctor.
My grown son moved back in with me, and sure I love him, but seriously – enough already!
I am happy to call myself a Mitzvah Clown – someone who brings happiness to senior homes and children’s hospitals.
My youngest child, Gedalyah, is about to start crawling. But he doesn’t know it yet.
Kids gather around and listen to these pearls of wisdom from a master educator.
My favorite jokes including one that explains the secret to Jewish survival.
With the death of my husband, I’ve suddenly found myself part of a terrifying new demographic: Jewish Boomer Single.