Author: Blogging Across the Nation
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While doing a hundred things working from the early morning and preparing for Shabbat, I was suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to bake something soft, not too sweet, but reasonably nice for a Shabbat that was about to start with the echoes of Facebook screams outlining the oppositions or exhilarations as far as the current events…
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These days it is hard for me to believe that I live in the same county I came to almost 20 years ago. Things happening today bring me back to depressive thoughts. This time not only for myself, but for all of us, or many of us. It seems that I am watching one of…
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By now, it is hard to imagine our lives without hummus. This staple of the Middle Eastern cuisine has a permanent place on any Shabbat table in North America. Certainly, in Israel you can find it everywhere, one place serving it better than the next. I was a huge fan of hummus with ground meat…
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Today, when the world, the weather, and my soul are squeezed with pain and cold, I am reminded of my favorite Shakespeare sonnet. I would say it myself, but why? He wrote it so much better I could ever do. I would only add the word “blood” in every line of his, though: Tir’d with…
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Изнывая от жажды Я по снежной пустыне бреду “Но ведь снег – он вода”, любопытный тотчас удивится Что ты, путник ? Ведь снег – он холодный! Для меня такой тёплой и тонкой И не лучше-ль от жажды мне сдохнуть, чем на шаг отступить и напиться? P.S. Three years later I can safely laugh…