Over the summer, Larry, the organizer of the minyan that I attend for Rosh Hashanah, sent out an email asking ...

From Baghdad, with love.

As a vegetarian hippie in 1971, granola was my saving grace.

Eventually, your identity becomes undeniable - and that's awesome.

There are deadlines, and then there are deadlines. I’m the Writer in Residence this month over at BrooklynTheBorough.com, and I ...

The supposed duality of lover and beloved may be mere metaphor.

An affront to good bagels everywhere.

How to make Shabbat your family's favorite day of the week.

At the far end of the town of Tiflus, in a small house built upon the foundations of Torah, piety, ...

What matters in Jewish spiritual practice is less the experience itself than what we do with it.