Today I won a staring contest with a pizza. My wife and son brought home a large, gooey pie from Mama Lucia, my favorite pizza place in town. The pie, still warm, sat on the counter, and, when no one was listening,  it called my name. […]
Why do I fast on Yom Kippur? There are not many rituals I still keep from my younger days. The Jewishy stuff in my life was fairly common: Reading Philip Roth, lighting candles on Chanukkah, feeling guilty about everything. But I started fasting again, and going […]