Dora Stein could be described in many ways — a devoted wife to Jack for almost sixty years. A mother of three. A proud grandmother. A “career woman.” A teacher. A volunteer. But mostly, and all of her life, my mother was a fighter. It may sound silly to think of a tiny woman, who […]
I’d gotten back from Spain and was really fascinated by this one whacky thing I’d discovered. You know what they call beans in Spain? It ain’t habichuelas. It’s not frijoles either. It’s judías: Jewish females! No shit. Green beans are judías verdes, which could be translated as green Jewish women. I discovered this fact on […]
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