The Frumanista

Today's fashion trends has me laughing.  You know how in Back to the Future, when Marty ends up 30 years in the past, in 1955, and every...

Back in May, the NY Times Book Review rhapsodized over Sons and Daughters , a very posthumous English publication of a Yiddish serial by Cha...

Maggie Anton takes great fictional liberties in her Rashi's Daughters trilogy, but there is a depiction therein that I still think abou...

You'll have to bear with while I squeeze this topic to death; I was obsessed with this article when I first read it, and reread it more ...

To preface, my kids go bonkers when I take out the laptop and gleefully try to push as many keys as possible. So yes, I know this is ridicul...

Is anyone still here?  I would perfectly understand if you've moved on. Obviously, I haven't been blogging. It's not that I don...

I recently read Vera Wong's Unsolicited Advice for Murderers , featuring Vera Wong, the tough Chinese "auntie" who insists on ...

I've been slowly (very slowly) working my way through "The Crown" (as an aside, not the point of this post, I'm finding th...

TooYoungToTeach insisted that I read "Life After Life" by Kate Atkinson. Always up for new titles, I plucked it up from the librar...

I've always carried with me a constant awareness of my childhood. Like when people say, "I don't like children," I'm s...