Matzo Chronicles
Seeing the light
Karen GalatzFeb 22, 2024
The trip was one-part anniversary present, one-part dream travel destination come true, but most of all, it was a long, longed-for spiritual re-connection with my father...
Live long and prosper?
Karen GalatzJan 25, 2024
Does the thought of a super long life thrill or chill you? Once upon a time, the idea of living to be 100 was extraordinary. Now, while hardly commonplace, it’s...
New year . . . new face?
Karen GalatzDec 28, 2023
My mother wore her wrinkles with pride. She was vehemently anti-plastic surgery. My oldest brother, whose legal expertise focused on medical mishaps, was likewise...
Harmony in unharmonius times
Karen GalatzDec 14, 2023
I was in New York recently to see a jolly round of nine shows. A surprise favorite was the musical, “Harmony,” about the Comedian Harmonists, an internationally...
What’s shakin’ in your salt shaker?
Karen GalatzOct 26, 2023
I come from a long line of Morton Coarse Kosher Salt users. My mother bought it. My grandmother bought it. My sisters-in-law bought it. Even my non-Jewish mother-in-law...
Needed: lox mule
Karen GalatzSep 28, 2023
Growing up, lox, bagels, whitefish, sable and pickled herring were weekend staples — as reliably served up on our brunch table as the massive Sunday New York Times.
Where the wealth is
Karen GalatzAug 24, 2023
We of that other generation didn’t delete information. We held on to it. At most, we might slash a giant X through a name after a lover’s quarrel.
Liar, Liar. My pants are on fire
Karen GalatzJul 27, 2023
We all know lying is wrong. Bad. Evil. “Liar, liar, pants on fire.” We are admonished not to lie from childhood on. It’s the Golden Rule, right?
Mournful and lustful
Karen GalatzJun 22, 2023
As I age, I find myself in a constant tug-of-war between two contrary emotions — mourning and lust.
Naivete with the KGB . . . and with Sasha
Karen GalatzMay 25, 2023
Growing up, I was more New Yorker than Jew. More Las Vegan than landsman. More my father’s daughter than one of the Chosen People. At least that’s what I thought,...