I remember back in the spring of 1984; it was a balmy, unusually warm afternoon on Long Island, and I was awaiting the birth of my first child. My nesting… Continue reading Hamantaschen for Rosh Hashanah and a Recipe to Cherish
I remember back in the spring of 1984; it was a balmy, unusually warm afternoon on Long Island, and I was awaiting the birth of my first child. My nesting… Continue reading Hamantaschen for Rosh Hashanah and a Recipe to Cherish