Although we may not have kept kosher, my family did go to synagogue and observe a number of Jewish rituals in our house when I was growing up. In particular, on Friday nights we nearly always did kiddush over the wine followed by hamotzi over the bread, with the lighting of the Sabbath candles later. The wine was usually something red, in a small ( Read more... )

First: My parents have added commentary to the taco postMy family did not keep kosher when I was growing up. Since my father's family also had not kept kosher when he was growing up, this isn't greatly surprising, but even if we had been so inclined there were so few Jews in North Dakota that any kosher meat had to come from the Twin Cities five ( Read more... )

We'd had gefilte fish, but even the best gefilte fish is often looked at with concern by the uninitiated, and indeed several people sent their plates back with portions uneaten. It was clearly time to punch up Supper Club by throwing a couple of guaranteed winners at them ( Read more... )