Matzo Chronicles
Always the bearer of bad news?
Karen GalatzSep 22, 2022
I called my 30-year-old son the other day. His first words were, “What’s the matter? What’s wrong now?”
Slow cooker salvation
Karen GalatzAug 25, 2022
I’ve transformed into a veritable queen of the crock pot, a savant of the slow cooker.
What’s a brisket-loving mom to do?
Karen GalatzJul 21, 2022
I come from a long line of red-meat carnivores. My grandmother made a mean Cornish game hen, but it was her Hungarian goulash and stuffed cabbage (stuffed with ground...
My almost Bat Mitzvah
Karen GalatzJun 23, 2022
After 12 years of glittery Christmas trees, but no menorahs, no Shabbat candles and no Friday services, I suddenly got religion. I wanted to become a Bat Mitzvah.
The power of 50 in the Bible and in my life
Karen GalatzMay 26, 2022
The number 50 has symbolic and practical significance in Jewish thought. It spans the days between the exodus from Egypt and Shavuot, when the Torah was revealed to us...
No mask . . . what’s that in the mirror?
Karen GalatzApr 21, 2022
As mask-wearing mandates end, and I increasingly confront my unexposed face in the mirror, I’m struck with the realization that I’m aging fast — faster, in fact,...
Counting Jews
Karen GalatzMar 24, 2022
Forget Mah Jongg. My favorite game is “Counting Members of the Tribe (MOT).”
There’s family, but then there’s friends
IJN Editorial StaffFeb 24, 2022
My life plan has not been perfect, because in the decades since that “precocious” illumination of mine, a surprising number of friends have died including most...
Balabusta or bust!
Karen GalatzJan 27, 2022
I could kick myself. I pride myself on having a knack for timing and clever ideas. Yet, I’ve just missed out on a golden opportunity to pitch a winning concept for a...
My mother’s fur. My solution.
Karen GalatzDec 23, 2021
My mother was pro-mink. She believed fur symbolized luxury, style, and to the manor born. Not me. I was decidedly anti-fur. I grew up in a cloth-coat, pea-jacket,...
