Queens Jewish Link
Connecting the Queens Jewish Community Doing construction is exciting and simultaneously exceedingly frustrating and trying on one’s...
Our family enjoys eating cherry tomatoes, particularly “Nature-Sweet cherub heavenly salad tomatoes.” Ironically, I have other close family members with whom I grew up who harbor a severe dislike for tomatoes and won’t eat salad that has any tomatoes in it. But the Staums who live on Landau Lane go through a few packages of the little red guys each week.
Try to tell a child today that when you were a kid you used to write letters, and he will look at you strangely. He may even ask you if you wrote a, b, or c?
One night just before Tu BiSh’vat, our five-year-old son Gavriel asked for an apple. My wife cut up the apple into pieces for him to eat, but he insisted that sh
I once read that a real friend is someone who asks you how you’re doing and sticks around to hear the answer.
I can’t say I know much about Yeshiva University’s sports teams. I also don’t really understand what it means to be part of Division 3. I never really liked math in school, and division was always a particular weakness. The truth is, until the last few weeks, I don’t even know if I would have realized the difference between the YU basketball team, the Maccabees, and the noted music group, which began in YU, the Maccabeats.
A few weeks ago, at the end of November, I had the pleasure of attending the therapist track at the Agudah Convention. On Thursday and Friday of the convention weekend, there were lectures and presentations specifically geared for therapists. It was also an opportunity to network and meet colleagues in the field.
