It feels funny telling people that Lag b’Omer is my favorite holiday. I mean, officially it’s not even a holiday at all. It has no ‘halachos’, other than not saying tachanun, and it doesn’t even have the traditional signature foods that give the Yomim Tovim so much flavor. But, what can I say? There’s just Read more
The Jewish Year
I see groups of friends gathered over four cups of wine, matzah, and simple food, talking about what is oppressing us and brainstorming about how to counter it.
In the merit of all the modern-day “righteous women” may we soon be redeemed from this long and bitter galus.
Every year, we read the story of the exodus from Egypt in the Pesach Haggada. In the Midrash, it’s written that the Egyptian exile was the hardest period of time that Am Yisrael experienced. The slavery was extremely hard. Writing in Likutey Halachot, Rav Natan of Breslov says that the exile was a galut hanefesh Read more
Pesach lends itself to ‘extreme’ behavior, and nowhere more so than in the kitchen, as Nesanel Yoel Safran discovers.
Pre-Pesach is the time when you blurt out things you’ll regret for the next 50 years, about ‘never liking his mother anyway!’
Last year’s Purim experience taught me a profound lesson: Friendships aren’t built on mishloach manot. Or at least, they shouldn’t be.
How can I refuse to act / when their existence hangs / like an autumn leaf on an oak?
The spiritual illumination that shines in Eretz Yisrael is intrinsically completely different from every other place in the whole world.
Long before the fidget spinner became the world’s favorite pastime, Jewish children played with spinning tops on the holiday of Chanuka.