The Frumanista

But on her face, as she trudged along, hugging the pole of the great pennant that flapped in the breeze, was stamped a look! . . . It was...

On Rosh Chodesh and Chanukah, I cannot help but remember my schoolgirl days when reaching Hallel. The institution's policy was that for...

I'm a sauce lover. Anything that involves a sauce, I'm there. I often ignore the ikkur (i.e. meatballs). Just sauce me.  Stuffe...

It happened many, many years ago. Yet I still shudder in memory.  I had volunteered (or had been volunteered) to watch the kinfauna whi...

I can't believe it took me until now to find latkes historically inaccurate. After being unnerved by a Jeopardy! clue that stated that ...

" Stop Talking About the Shidduch Crisis " by Rochel Spangenthal; and Chanukah: Patterns of Life by Rabbi Daniel Glatstein.

I've become a Facebook cynic. When people post photos of their families being oh-so-happy, I'm the Scrooge that eye rolls. "My...

After recently seeing Fiddler on Broadway (thank you, sis), and finding their inaccuracies tolerable, along with the affirmation that the o...

My personal definition of "friendship" aspires to a threshold few can achieve. It involves qualities like "loyalty," ...

Generalizations complicate matters. They encourage conspiracy theories and dwindling faith in humanity. In single women's case, in mank...