Life through my Eyes

My father didn't know what hamentashen / oznay haman were until his family arrived in Cape Town from the Belgian Congo.  The Rhodesli t...

A regular Shabbat meal. We start reciting birkat ha’mazon and Alma sings most of Bendigamos, and proceeds to mumble most of Ya Komimos mi...

Nonna was buried earlier today ... In light of the reality of today's world, the funeral was small, and led by R' Suiza with warm...

A few weeks ago, Nissim went to bed angry.  I don't really remember exactly why, but what disappointed me was that he didn't say go...