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Sisterschmooze...because three heads are better than one

• Marcia Stark Meth • Emmy Stark Zitter • Miriam Stark Zakon

We recently marked the first yahrtzeit of our remarkable, beloved, sorely missed mother, Rose Stark a”h. No matter which of the seven and a half languages she was using (Hebrew, she used to say, was half), her entertaining stories, poignant recollections, and shrewd observations were always liberally salted (bazaltzen) and peppered (bafeffert) with colorful Yiddish words and expressions. In memory of our mother’s linguistic gifts and unparalleled sense of fun, we present De Mamma Lushun Storytelling Game

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Mendy and Mindy’s Shidduch Date Mendy held the car door open for Mindy, stepped back cautiously, and nervously congratulated himself. Yes! Phase 1 of my first shidduch date is over — and I think I passed the Parent Test! He gave silent thanks to Baruch, his chavrusa, known as the yeshivah’s expert in shidduch dating. Baruch freely shared his experiences and advice with his fellow bochurim: what to wear, how to deal with parents, where to go, how to get there, where to park, what to talk about, what NOT to talk about. The questions were endless, and Baruch was a fount of information. Mindy got into the car, a bit awkwardly. That wasn’t too bad. He looked a bit nervous — but so did Mommy and Tatty. The main thing is, it was short and sweet — and he opened the car door for me!  Mendy proceeded to Phase 2 of Baruch’s Master Plan: driving to a surprise destination via a scenic route. Mindy noticed Mendy furtively glancing at a piece of paper every once in a while. She wondered: Why isn’t he using a GPS? Out of the blue, one of her Babbie’s favorite Yiddish words popped into her head: I hope we’re not farblundget. Mendy sensed her unease. He tried to remember Baruch’s instructions. At what point was he supposed to mention that the destination was a surprise? Suddenly, he heard his Zaydie’s voice: “Far a nahr veizt men nisht kein halbe arbet.” Forget aboutBaruch. Zaydie is right. She needs to get the whole picture now. Otherwise she’ll just think I’m an idiot, or that I’m lost.

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