Fried White Potatoes As much as I gripe about the tedium of the holiday season, I must confess that there is one time-honored December tradition to which I happily succumb. As soon as the calendar informs me that we are about to embark on the eight days of Hanukkah, I
Hanukkah, the Festival of Lights, arrived at sundown on Thursday, December 10th. No complaints this year about the holiday arriving too early or late. In my humble opinion, it arrived at the best possible moment. The eight nights of candle-lighting, ending on December 18th, along with the lights of Christmas, illuminate the longest
Hey! I'm talkin' to you. I'm from Brooklyn. And being from Brooklyn, I know a thing or two about bagels. And I'm tellin' you that these days a decent bagel is hard to find. Oh sure, there is no shortage of bagel establishments, but by and large, with large being the operative word here, the
Question: If I asked you to write a caption for the photo above, based on what you see, would it occur to you to write "Four Friends Having Lunch Together?" No? I didn't think so. And yet, that is what the photo actually depicts -- four friends, seated in a zigzag pattern, having lunch together,
Dear Readers: I hope you all had a lovely and relatively stress-free Thanksgiving, filled with good food and good company, and void of any political conversation. And, if you’re like me, you probably made a vow after that last piece of pie that you would never eat again. But despite my best intentions,
I hate lunch. It is definitely my least favorite meal of the day. And by far the most boring. And also disruptive, much like an intermission during a play. Which I also hate. Not the play. The intermission. I frequently choose to skip it altogether. The lunch meal, not the play. I have read that
