
The Messiah and Meat-Eating
Might that hot dog you’re chowing down at the stadium actually be a concession to the violent inclinations of mankind?
Might that hot dog you’re chowing down at the stadium actually be a concession to the violent inclinations of mankind?
We are here today because Jewish fathers and mothers wanted more than happiness from their children.
Speaking ill of someone once most likely leads to a second time. And hearing gossip, just like the flu, is contagious.
Suffice it to say (which is a terrible way to begin a poem)
Who guarantees our safety, security, freedom and continued independence today? None other than this generation’s Maccabees, today’s IDF soldiers.
I’m speaking of the tune-switch that the Friday night hazan pulls for the last few stanzas of “Lecha Dodi.” Where did this quirky cantorial custom come from and how did it become so popular?
The transition from grief to joy can feel jarring. But the deliberate sequencing offers a compelling life lesson rooted in Jewish tradition: we reflect before we rejoice, giving deeper meaning and importance to both.
To be kosher is to be different. On airplanes and at business dinners, the kosher consumer stands out.
No offense, meat eaters and representatives of the vegetable community, but I’m a vegetarian.