With lessons in marketing strategies and discussions about Israel, BBYO’s Manhattan summer internship program combines career skills and Judaism.
They could have been sitting by the pool or shopping at the mall, but 67 high school students from across the country were in Midtown on a sweltering late-July day working on business plans for mock restaurants and Laundromat businesses they were trying to get off the ground.
Like contestants on “The Apprentice,” they were trying to impress a discerning panel of judges, this one from a Baruch College entrepreneurial center addressing considerations like target demographics, marketing strategies and expenses such as salaries, insurance, utilities and upkeep.
Jeremy Blachman saw the success of his debut novel in 2006. Right before that, he loaned his only bound copy to Nina Langsam. "I realized there would be a second date," says Nina.
They had met a year earlier, at a Princeton University reunion. Jeremy '00 had majored in the Woodrow Wilson School of Public and International Affairs and wrote musical comedy sketches and songs for the Triangle Club. Nina '03 had been a biology major and was voted president of the student government. Both were friends with Zach Pincus-Roth.
I spent the past week at the annual convention of the Rabbinical Assembly, the international organization of Conservative rabbis. This year, it was held at the Jewish Theological Seminary in New York City, the academy from which the overwhelming percentage of RA members were graduated and ordained.
Branding themselves “the new Democrats,” leaders of the state’s largest party kicked off their 2010 campaign Tuesday at the Rye Hilton in Westchester, hoping to move past four years of scandal and turmoil and maintain control of Albany.
The thing about “Greenberg,” the latest movie by my most favorite filmmaker, Noah Baumbach, is that I’ve dated that guy. Not Baumbach, unfortunately. I should be so lucky. But the character, Greenberg, played by the king of on-screen neuroses, Ben Stiller.
When I received an email from the New Victory Theater announcing a family comedy show called "The Flaming Idiots", my trigger finger clicked to buy four tickets faster than I could stop it. Little did I know that, in between the crackerjack juggling and zany shenanigans, I would experience a dramatic illumination of my personal values.
In shul visit, he praises state of Jewish-Catholic relations, sidesteps Pius canonization.
A year after he became head of New York City’s Roman Catholic community, Archbishop Timothy Dolan visited a prominent Manhattan synagogue last Thursday, praising the state of Jewish-Catholic relations and calling for increased dialogue between Jews and Catholics.
New documentary traces the varied steps of the pioneering
modern dance choreographer.
When Anna Halprin was growing up in the 1920s, she liked to watch her grandfather pray. He would rock back and forth, his long white beard swaying, while a string of unintelligible words rushed from his mouth. As his words became louder, faster, his body followed suit, moving in what seemed like some mystical dance. God must have looked something like that, Halprin remembers thinking. And so, she reasoned, “I thought God was a dancer.”
Dublin native Carl Nelkin synthesizes his dual musical heritages and releases an Irish-inflected Holocaust album.
Standing on the bima behind a golden menorah, an emerald green leprechaun read from the megillah last Purim, a plush green top hat perched on his head and a red Irish-chasidish beard glued onto his flushed cheeks.