Many people have lost their infatuation with the art of flying, so I wanted to remind others and myself of the beauty of airplanes.
I’m blindly walking, waiving my cellphone in the air like I’m trying to catch the alien signal of the century -- except I’m in a mall … in Dallas, Texas. Got the visual? Great.
I woke up last Wednesday morning with an idea: I wanted to host 2016’s last Shabbat.
A look at the comedy duo’s Chicago connections and Jewish humor.
If you really think about it, you kind of need to know what you want to do for the rest of your life by the time you're a senior in high school -- at 17 years old.
I did not grow up with the idea of Shabbat dinner on Friday evening every week.
Everyone makes fun of each other for New Year’s resolutions. Why? I say root for each other.