Tuesday, September 30, 2014 Tishri 6, 5775
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Suzanne Kurtz, Jewish Telegraphic Agency
Washington When Stephanie Mattei was dating her boyfriend-turned-husband Angelo, she knew there was nothing more appropriate to make her South Philadelphia-bred Italian beau for dinner than pasta. But since it was Passover, and she is Jewish, there was only one option -- nonleavened noodles. "To this day, he still teases me about it!" says Mattei, 37, a psychologist in Havertown...
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It's what all Haggadahs, old and new, have in common
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SPEAKING VOLUMES Every Passover, publishers unveil a string of the "newest" Haggadot, most of them capitalizing on a current societal trend that seeks to make the ancient book "more relevant" for a contemporary audience -- or, at the very least, more accessible. Over the last half-century or so, there have been Haggadot geared to the traditional family, the interfaith family,...
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It's Passover: Ole!
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Linda Morel, JE Feature
During Passover, most American Jews forgo the zesty tacos and tortillas they savor the rest of the year. But what if someone knew how to prepare Mexican food without flour or leavening? What if these recipes were served during the holiday's eight days in an upscale restaurant? "Several years ago, I began experimenting with the infusion of Mexican ingredients and...
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By:
Jon Erlbaum
What does it mean when we say that a person possesses a "Yiddishe Cup" (defined as a "Jewish head" or "Jewish way of thinking")? Throughout history, it has meant being good in school or exceeding in business, even to the extent of, say, outsmarting one's opponents. But the following story about the four cups of seder wine provides a far...
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By:
Saly Friedman, JE Feature
Noise. Confusion. Chaos. My mother and her sisters are jammed into the kitchen of Grandmom Goldberg's tiny house in Northeast Philadelphia, arguing, laughing, carrying strange foods to a groaning table set with grandmom's fraying, lace tablecloth. My sister and I furtively pull at the unraveling threads of that cloth as the grown-ups say prayers we don't understand and let us...
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