For some mysterious reason, it has become customary for the mother of a Bar Mitzvah boy to bake a tefilin cake. Not a cake shaped like a pair of tefilin , though I’m sure someone out there is baking one of those. What I’m referring to is a cake decorated with chocolate tefilin, an edible replica of the phylacteries, … Continue reading
Back when I was a kid and I wanted to know what we were having for dinner, my mother’s response would often be “chaloimes mit lukshen” (literally noodles with dreams). For a long time, my brother and I both thought this was some kind of food. Though we weren’t quite sure what food, we were … Continue reading
When I discovered this recipe on allthingssimpleblog.com my curiosity was piqued. Onion marmalade? It sounded like an oxymoron or a joke, but there were relatively few steps and the humblest of ingredients, onions, sugar, kosher salt and vinegar, except for one glitch—the vinegar had to be balsamic I didn’t have any at home. That wasn’t … Continue reading
When I was growing up,(even when I was a young adult—which I’m not anymore. What is 52, an old adult, a young senior?) I thought I’d never make Hungarian fruit soup. It was part of my childhood, a dish my mother had brought over from Europe which like gribenes and fleishig eggs and jellied carp … Continue reading
