Only the most beautiful matzo in the world could have compelled me to stop greeting my Passover guests and instead go grab my camera and set up a photo shoot, just as friends and family were arriving for our Seder Friday night.
Outside, the Bayit looks unassuming. Inside, you’ll find a boisterous urban kibbutz centered around a kitchen shared by 28 people.
This year, the Passover menus of many American Jews may feature rice and beans — or even sushi — for the first time, thanks to new rules taking them off the list of foods forbidden during the elaborate meals prepared for the long holiday, which begins on Friday.
I owe my family a batch of macaroons. My son Teddy and his friend Halle were hovering in the kitchen when I took these beauties out of the oven, scarfing the leftover chocolate chips and giggling conspiratorially, as they always do when they’re together.
Alternative Passover haggadahs seem to multiply every year, but there’s only one that asks “Was the Burning Bush a burning bowl?” and “Were the High Priests high?”