Jewish Journal

Robin Chotzinoff

  • Finding My Own Way

    September 7, 2006 | 8:00 pm

    I hear you snuck off to shul," my dad says. "Why?"

    "It was Shabbes," I say. Then I realize that even if he understands the word, he'll pretend he doesn't.

    "It was what?"

    "Shabbes. Friday night. The Sabbath for Jews, when --"

    "Yeah, yeah. So you're still mixed up in that?"