A few weeks ago, while driving my husband Jerry to the Valley Stream Station (after he managed to saunter and putter around, thereby missing the Woodmere train), I found myself stuck at a light at the intersection of Mill Road and Sunrise Highway. more

When May rolls around and Shabbat is over after 8:30 pm, there aren’t many choices of what to do on a Saturday night. There is bowling, which I love, but not a reality, as most of our friends would rather have root canal work. more

Springtime, sunny days, spring showers. And gardening. I love spring and all the shrubs and flowers that come to life after a winter’s rest. Last year after “Sandy” visited, my backyard needed some serious renovations. more

Two weeks ago I lost a very special friend. Hundreds of people thought of her as their special friend as well — I should say relative because, Selma Weber was known as Aunt Selly to all who knew her. more

The sun did not shine, it wasn’t too cold to play So Jerry and his friends gathered in his dorm room on that cold wintry day. “No school” was declared in YU to the students’ glee and of course a plan was hatched to drive up to Grossinger’s and ski more

By the time you’re reading this, you’re likely setting back into the chametz routine. Back in your pantries are the cereals you love, the snacks your kids missed and your regular baking ingredients. And, if you’re like me, those new products will be nestled amongst the left over unopened boxes of matzo farfel, cake meal, matzo meal, potato starch, Passover noodles, puddings, soup bases, potato chips and marshmallows — lots of bags of marshmallows. more

The last few days we’ve all been rushing around; I’m sure I speak for everyone, those who will stay home and those who will be away. I was actually very surprised to see the amount of Pesach food and options in all the stores. It seemed odd, as I thought my family was the only one staying home. more

Although I woke up to heavily falling snow, and it still feels like winter, Pesach is actually less than two weeks away. It’s crunch time … pun intended. more

This is not your grandmother’s Pesach. It’s also not your mother’s or even ours as we remember it not too long ago. The basics are still there — matzo, potatoes and eggs — but there’s much more and greater variety, in almost unimaginable permutations and combinations. more

Last night, as I got dressed for a Chabad dinner honoring my dear friends Janet and Lior Hod, I inhaled and zipped up my dress. “Hmmm, this zipper won’t break, will it?” I thought. Not willing to think I gained weight since I wore it last, even though I know I did, I chose to take a chance as I was running late. more