Today was one of those days where Hashem decides to pop a head in and say hello. We went to visit my 91 year old grandmother (SH! her age is a secret, but I think she’s 91). I haven’t seen her in three years and it’s been a very difficult time for her, full of… Read More Mezuzah Musings
Today, when I went to the kitchen at work to make lunch, I leaned into the refrigerator and broke into a huge smile. I pulled out a jar of green pickled tomatoes, and found myself instantly transported into my Nana’s kitchen. It was 1977 again in Los Angeles, and there I was, sitting at Nana… Read More Green Pickled Tomatoes & My Nana
