A Tale of Two Chickens
The shochet’s hands were slow and unsteady. The line moved forward at an agonizingly slow pace. The rain was still pounding, and I struggled to keep the chicken in one hand while keeping my umbrella steady in the other.
Let me tell you a little about Yossele. No, no, not the famous one who could sing a mile and even the opera-goyim wanted him to perform for them.…
Rievi and I sit on rocks near the shallow stream, the water cascading over tangles of rocks, branches, and fallen tree trunks, seeking its way, as water always does, to the lowest…
If you are on Main St. in Flushing on a school day at 5 o’clock, you will see us. Running across the crowded Main street as fast as we can, our mid-calf…
I hate weddings. And vorts and lechaims too. I would have made some excuse, but the father is a friend of my husband’s and he’s some big macher in shul and so…
I take a deep breath. I mustn’t seem too excited. I run a comb through my sheitel again and check the car mirror. Pretty pearl earrings, neatly styled wig. Modest, attractive, reasonable.…
The Chanukah candles burn and sputter in the darkness, casting a warm glow around the room. They are so beautiful, slowly melting, slowly making rainbow puddles of wax. Right now, I am…
I needed a job, any job, anything to pay rent and buy a box of pasta and occasionally, chicken. They needed an office girl. Someone from Crown Heights. Why Crown Heights? Maybe they considered…
One who sees his evil inclination getting the better of him should dress in black and go to a place where he isn’t known. That’s the famous passage in the Talmud that played in…
I followed my mother around the side of the multi-family townhouse and almost slipped on the narrow, icy steps leading to the basement shop. Steadying myself, I entered a store that was almost certainly…
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