Is There Such a Thing as “Solace Food??” Never mind comfort food. Whether it’s the local weather (cold, wet, and dark); the drumbeat of incessantly negative news (Pittsburgh synagogue massacre, mail bombs, immigrant caravans, etc.); or just unrelenting 24/7 Trump, the Kaplan household is lately craving something more . . . potent. Call it, “solace food.”...Read More
“Aging Out of . . . Alcohol(?!?)” For a little while in my teenage years, my friends and I drank. It was fun. I have some fond memories of us all being silly together. I think those moments of uninhibited frolic deepened our friendships. But then we all sort of moved away from it. I...Read More
[As in, “Open Bar”] That was the word I got from a relative — OK, my Mom — who attended a ritzy Los Angeles bar mitzvah last weekend. Apparently, the proceedings were more focused on the after-party (and drinking) than on the religious rituals traditionally associated with a 13 year-old Jewish boy “coming of age.”...Read More
