I needed a small bag to keep extra nitrile gloves in my purse. Perfect fit! Poteach et yadecha umasbia l’chol chai ratzon.
In Parshas Vayishlach, we read the story of Yaakov crossing back over the river to retrieve the small vessels he left behind the night before he was due to meet Eisav. He didn’t know what he was facing the next morning; he was planning to minimize deaths in his family if the meeting turned violent... Continue Reading →
It’s almost Purim, and I’m beyond excited. It’s my second-favorite Jewish Holiday (Sukkos can’t be surpassed in my heart). I love the achdus of sending and receiving mishloach manot, especially in Cleveland, where we don’t see so much of our neighbors in the cold and dreary months. I love the incredible creativity of costumes and... Continue Reading →