Tag Archives: Growing Up

A Temple With A View

My father grew up in a fairly orthodox Jewish household; meaning sometimes his family kept kosher and his story definitely took place in New Jersey or New York. My mother was raised in a fairly observant Catholic household; meaning hats and gloves were worn every Sunday, and her observance ended promptly upon her eighteenth birthday. Continue reading A Temple With A View

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Say My Name In Jewish

“Can you say my name in Jewish?”

“Uh, well, okay, what’s your name?”

“Tiffany!”

“Alright, let me see if I can figure it out, my Jewish isn’t fluent by any means, but I’m pretty sure it would be-

Tiffany.” Continue reading Say My Name In Jewish