Merle Feld

It's exciting. And thoroughly exhausting. A friend called the other day and I just managed to get to the phone after all the rings before the machine kicked in. Breathless - "I heard it ringing but couldn't find it - finally realized it was buried under the challahs!" I could hear her confusion and explained - "I baked four batches of challahs this morning and they were all on the counter cooling - somehow the phone got lost underneath them!" (more…)

A story about my mother, Lillian Lewis, may her memory be for a blessing: For most of her working life, my mother was a first grade teacher. Once, when she was already in her late 50s, early 60s, she remarked to me at the end of August how nervous she was approaching the first day of school. (more…)