Blowing the shofar can be a dangerous exercise in chutzpah
I remember how my vision turned black, how my knees buckled and my body collapsed — a thud onto the bimah like the drop of a heavy curtain.
I remember how my vision turned black, how my knees buckled and my body collapsed — a thud onto the bimah like the drop of a heavy curtain.
Ah, the trustworthy temple sisterhood. Just uttering its name conjures up images of women in the kitchen prepping for an oneg: kugel in the oven, challah on the platter, women chatting among themselves.
This may have been the most distracting, scatter-brained interview I’ve ever conducted. Dogs were barking, phones were ringing off the hook, and Internet was iffy, at best.
On the evening of July 30, 25 young professionals ran to the ocean at Dockweiler Beach and howled at the moon.
I’d heard of Tupperware parties and Botox parties — but I’d never heard of egg-freezing socials until I had the chance to attend one recently at Beverly Hills hotspot Via Alloro.
Just two hours before speaking to a room packed with hundreds of labor union members on July 9, Yuval Rabin, son of late Israeli Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin, was sitting in an empty meeting room at the Millennium Biltmore Hotel in downtown Los Angeles.
Edan Evenhaim and Noah Emanuel, recent graduates of New Community Jewish High School (NCJHS), may have created a website that completely revolutionizes the concept of community service, but that didn’t get them out of their school’s 52-hour community service requirement before donning a cap and gown.
Tameka Carter was 16 years old and living in a Watts homeless shelter when she joined The Unusual Suspects Theatre Company, an intensive theater arts mentoring workshop for at-risk youth living in high-crime and impoverished areas.
It was 9 p.m. on a Thursday and Asher Gellis, founder of the out-and-proud nonprofit JQ International, was sitting on a barstool at Revolver, a West Hollywood hot spot, as scantily clad performers shimmied on tabletops.
The video begins with an image of me when I was just a blip on an ultrasound, my name scribed in big bold letters across the screen