In Joshua’s Shoes: Home Shul?
One thing that I miss from Minneapolis is a shul that I can call my home. Here in Israel, I have been shopping for a congregation that I feel comfortable praying in.
One thing that I miss from Minneapolis is a shul that I can call my home. Here in Israel, I have been shopping for a congregation that I feel comfortable praying in.
There are some things in life that automatically make stuff better. A good peanut sauce (plus pudding for dessert) are two of them.
Every week I broach spirituality with my children. I might not do it just like you. But don’t freak out, just dig deep. You can do it. I have faith. In you.
Dear Shuli: A close colleague of mine just passed away, and his funeral is this Saturday — Shabbat. I really want to pay my respects at the funeral. Should I go? — Farklempt Friend
Our life is kid-centered. We organize our day-to-day around our little ones and their activities. Zoo, Children’s Museum, Science Museum, we’re so there. BUT, I’m going to be honest with you here, we’re not necessarily as family-centered as we’d like to be. We’re not fantastic at everyday Family Time.
To hedge our bets, I offered to make Shabbat dinner our first week living with the parents. Requirements: Enough food to feed an undetermined number of guests (Would my brothers-in-law be there? What about their significant others?), and vegetables my 13-year-old sister-in-law and my husband would eat (damn picky eaters). Bonus points for using food currently on hand. My menu: Baked chicken thighs with leeks in white wine, honey-orange glazed carrots, mashed squash and potatoes, and — of course! — challah. Many components, but all of them fall (more or less) into the assemble-and-heat category.
The national Jewish student magazine “New Voices” waded into controversy this week with the publication of an article entitled “The Hillel Monopoly: why one student organization can’t cater to every Jewish student.” Let’s join the debate.