Challah or Something

How are we holding up? Some days I wake up feeling normal and then I remember that the proverbial storm is still in flux, and not quite proverbial. Nothing is normal, but the world still has to go on as if it is. I haven’t put on real clothing in almost two months. I’ve been […]

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The Apple Cake (?)

There’s one thing my mom bakes often: her apple cake. Every Jewish holiday is marked with the smell of cinnamon and sugar folding in on each other and seeping over the top of the baking dish, under doors and through vents. She always makes two: one for whatever company we’re having and one for the […]

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