First Person

Ghosts Of Berlin

11/08/2016 - 13:09
Special To The Jewish Week

I recently returned from a first-time trip to Berlin. I had heard all the buzz about Berlin, about its hipness, about its cutting edge art scene, about how cheap and accessible it is. But I’d had no real interest in visiting. 

Nina Mogilnik

A Sukkah Of One’s Own

10/28/2016 - 10:21
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There were so many reasons we were looking for a house. For starters, our rambunctious young sons and their toys had outgrown our two-bedroom apartment. We needed a guest room for visiting family and a dining room for Shabbos meals with friends. There were other things a house would bless us with, treasures we would discover only later. But in the beginning, what we wanted most from a house was the swath of grass it sat on.

Merri Ukraincik

Why I’m A Yankee Fan

10/11/2016 - 13:31
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It was my first day of school. A group of my new classmates surrounded me and asked that most critical of questions: What team do you root for?

Isaac Steven Herschkopf

To Sit In Judgement

09/06/2016 - 12:28
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‘It is true that You alone are the One who judges,” reads our High Holiday liturgy. As I prepare for the upcoming Days of Awe, I’m reminded of my own recent encounter with our justice system.

Avram Mlotek

On Shabbat, The Rabbi Stayed Late

08/16/2016 - 12:00
Special To The Jewish Week

It’s rare for great people to turn up in your life at precisely the right moment.

I didn’t recognize it immediately but such was the case when I met Rabbi Neil Kurshan at the Huntington Jewish Center, on Long Island, more than two decades ago. Newly married and anticipating the birth of a child, I was interested in drawing closer to Judaism. 

Noel Rubinton

A Kosher Foodie’s Fantasy In Boro Park

A head-spinning 17-course culinary marathon in the heart of Brooklyn

07/19/2016 - 13:00
Editorial Intern

On the face of it, this was a dream assignment. Second day on the job, and your supervisor asks if you’d like to cover an exclusive, $300-a-head, 17-course (no, that’s not a typo) meal prepared by a top kosher chef. It was a no-brainer.

One of the many bright, colorful and delicious dishes. Joy of Kosher Magazine.

Recycling Of A Different Sort

07/12/2016 - 11:44
Special To The Jewish Week

As I leaned over the bathroom sink, flanked by a pile of grimy kids’ shoes and a homegrown arsenal of tools with which to clean them, I wondered not for the first time what I was doing there. The environment, I reminded myself, a revolt against our culture’s rabid consumerism, the long-lost art of thrift, ah yes. I sliced a toothpick along the muddy grooves of a sandal’s sole and flung the dislodged dirt down the drain. Another one saved.

Elisheva Trenk Blumberg

My Kitchen, My Sons

06/14/2016 - 13:24
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In one of the parenting fantasies I had before I became a mother, I am standing in a kitchen much larger than mine, leaning on a countertop wiped spotless by an imaginary housekeeper. I am surrounded by a ring of daughters, and together, we are admiring the oozing babkas that have recently emerged from the oven.

Merri Ukraincik

Poland, Twenty-Five Years Later

05/10/2016 - 13:09
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On a recent Shabbat afternoon in Warsaw, I walked through the shadows of a Jewish horror show: first, remnant slivers of the wall of the Warsaw Ghetto in someone else’s apartment courtyard; then the site where once stood the majestic Great Synagogue the Nazis destroyed after they suppressed the Ghetto Uprising; next, the outline of the bridge that connected the larger and smaller sections of the ghetto; on to an imposing memorial listing 448 Jewish first names at the Umschlagplatz, from where Warsaw’s Jews were transported on a one-way journey to Treblinka; and, finally, a mass-grave memorial to the victims, adjacent to a huge Jewish cemetery where pre-Shoah giants of Jewish history lie.

Noam E. Marans

The Holy Man Of Auschwitz

04/26/2016 - 11:37
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Dr. Nicolai Sebastian and I met in Auschwitz when I was brought to his miniature “operating room” (originally a broom storage area at the end of our barrack), where a slotted bench served as an operating table.

Menachem Warshawski
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