My father rarely wrote anything down. Take birthday cards, for example: While my mother would embellish the printed message with sweet, loving passages and hand-drawn hearts, my father’s heavy script only appeared at the bottom, where he signed his name. It seemed strange for a man...
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September 8, 2007 | 8:00 pmI came to America 30 years ago last month. I arrived in Los Angeles the night Elvis died. I was 16 years old, fresh out of a Swiss boarding school, about to start my first year of college. This was two years before the Islamic Revolution, yet I had left Iran willingly and without...
November 16, 2006 | 7:00 pmI don't remember much about my own bat mitzvah many years ago, but I do remember this: My father cried as he turned to speak to me after the conclusion of the Torah reading.
I can't remember a single word that he said, not a one, but I do remember his wet eyes and the sound his...
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If you've ever tried to split a Big Hunk candy bar -- the kind made out of brittle white nougat and peanuts -- then you understand a typical breakup. It's usually not neat, like a Kit Kat, two for you, two for me, let's go our separate ways and we'll run into each other in three...
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The theme of Parshat Tzav is korbanot, the animal sacrifices brought in the Tabernacle and, later, in the Temple.
The Rambam, in his "Guide to the Perplexed," writes, "The purpose of sacrifices being incorporated into the Divine service of the Jewish people was to accommodate the...
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Piero Cividalli's paintings call to mind decayed Italian frescos and prehistoric art. But these nods to the past are woven through Cividalli's artistic vision, emerging as finished pieces both intelligent and original.
A muted palette washes faces into their backgrounds as they stare...
April 13, 2000 | 8:00 pmReal whipped butter. There's only one time of year you'll find it in my refrigerator -- Pesach.
To me, sitting down Pesach morning with a cup of coffee, a box of matzah, a tub of sweet butter and a few different flavors of jelly is as essential to the holiday as the "Mah Nishtanah."...