Motion Sickness
Part 1 of 4 Part 1: Motion Sickness Part 2: “Jew eat?…No. Jew?” Part 3: So Gay Sorbet with Grandma Shirley Part 4: Adulthood Begins: The UCLA Dorms “Life lesson: The past will never change…
So Gay Sorbet with Grandma Shirley
Part 3 of 4 Part 1: Motion Sickness Part 2: “Jew eat?…No. Jew?” Part 3: So Gay Sorbet with Grandma Shirley Part 4: Adulthood Begins: The UCLA Dorms The Thunderbird was a boat. Not as…
You Had Me at Brioche!
Baking used to terrify me. Granted it was before I had a KitchenAid standing mixer, which can make a newbie baker feel like a professional, but there were just too many rules and it freaked…
The Coffee Cake You Bring to a Wake
The closest thing I have to a grandmother is Eleanor, my 90-year old Great Aunt who lives in one of those gated retirement communities in Boynton Beach, Florida. You know which ones I’m talking about,…
A Pie-Deprived Childhood
Having east coast Jews for parents my childhood was devoid of pie. Don’t get me wrong, there were tons of desserts around, just not pies. We enjoyed New York style cheesecakes, éclairs, napoleons, cream puffs,…
Don’t Judge A Fruit By It’s Cover
The Berkeley Bowl Supermarket is one of those fabulous grocery stores in the Bay Area that Jonathan only lets me shop at once I’ve first surrendered my credits cards to him. For some reason he…
Kugel Kugel Everywhere
Believe it or not, I remember my bris. I know I was less than a week old when it happened, but it seems strange that any man would forget the day a complete stranger comes…
Homo Ho-Ho’s w/Black Cherry & Elderflower Filling
People ask me all the time if Jonathan and I want to some day have kids. Now that’s a pretty serious topic don’t you think? Certainly not one I feel comfortable answering for the both…