Writer’s Race to the Chuppah
For his third slice of \”Pie,\” Adam Herz upgraded to wedding cake because \”I was hosting bachelor parties and going to like, 10 weddings a year.\”
For his third slice of \”Pie,\” Adam Herz upgraded to wedding cake because \”I was hosting bachelor parties and going to like, 10 weddings a year.\”
Hold onto your son\’s baby blanket. Don\’t give away your daughter\’s cheerleading uniform. If they hold precious memories and deep meanings, you may be able to recycle them — as part of your child\’s chuppah.
Late spring in Los Angeles: cool, foggy mornings, with sun breaking through around midday. The strawberries are sweet and luscious; the gardens are full of roses. It\’s the season of simchas. Our calendars are crowded with graduations and family parties, but most of all with weddings.
When my kids were still preschoolers,young enough to be influenced by my every word, I used to have this spiel about marrying out of Judaism. It went something like this:\”It\’s an insult to the 6 million who died only because they were Jewish.\” I figured that you can\’t start early enough on the road to the chuppah. Now, both of my children are chuppah material. And I am spiel-less.