07/12/2011 | | Special To The Jewish Week | Travel

You won’t see James Levine, Tanglewood’s storied music director, onstage at the arts festival this summer. But there are more famous faces than ever in the Berkshires, a favorite Jewish destination for serious culture when the temperature rises.

Amid these placid green hills in Western Massachusetts are world-class performers like Itzhak Perlman, Gil Shaham, Emanuel Ax, Leon Fleisher and Alisa Weilerstein, along with the Lar Lubovitch and Mark Morris dancers.

07/12/2011 | | Special To The Jewish Week | First Person

I have been a little blue lately, and it’s embarrassing to admit why. I am mourning the end of “All My Children” and “One Life to Live.”

07/08/2011 | | Jewish Week Online Columnist | Hammerman on Ethics

Q - I frequently use a 10-trip punch card on the LIRR. Often the conductor fails to appear to punch the card before I get off.  What is my obligation here? Should I tear up the card before it runs out to make up the difference or am I free to use it again as it is the responsibility of the railroad to collect the fare? This does not involve deception since I am ready to pay the fare.

07/07/2011 | | Editorial Assistant | The Nosh Pit

Every member of my family – like most, I’m sure - has their own food likes and dislikes. For the most part we accommodate the major ones (although when you’re the one cooking you get more say!) but sometimes requests are ignored. One family member hates (among other things) mushrooms and leeks, which happen to be two of my favorite foods. So I took the opportunity when he was away one weekend to create a dish that would never fly when he’s around.

07/07/2011 | | Jewish Week Online Columnist | Success Without The Tsuris

When my father-in-law gave me and my husband Michael a birthday gift of sessions with his personal trainer, I realized that I had a choice: I could choose to be offended (as my mother-in-law was when he tried – and failed – to gift her a bathroom scale for her birthday) or I could choose to see this as an opportunity to get myself whipped into shape. Since I genuinely like my father-in-law, and he’s not known for beating around the bush, I chose the latter perspective. Michael and I booked our appointment with the trainer, Mona, and got ready to turn our flabs into abs.

07/07/2011 | | Jewish Week Online Columnist | A Rabbi's World

When I first came to the Forest Hills Jewish Center thirty years ago, my first day of work was July 1. The fourth fell on Shabbat that year, so I was quickly introduced to a long-standing tradition of my new synagogue. On the Shabbat morning closest to the fourth of July- that year the day itself- “America the Beautiful” was sung as a closing hymn, instead of the customary “Adon Olam.”