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?”
Karen GalatzAug 25, 2022
I’ve transformed into a veritable queen of the crock pot, a savant of the slow cooker.
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...
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.
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...
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,...
Karen GalatzMar 24, 2022
Forget Mah Jongg. My favorite game is “Counting Members of the Tribe (MOT).”
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...
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...
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,...
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