Wendy Paris
By Wendy Paris
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Life At a Chabad House, Looking for Love, Finding Myself
I was having Shabbat dinner with the Hasidic family who lives down the street, as I sometimes do. I like to meet new people and have new experiences, and in the sleepy, ocean-breezy, rather homogeneous neighborhood of Santa Monica, California, where I’ve recently relocated, dining with a deeply observant Hasidic family can feel like an…
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Life A Divorcee’s Shabbat: Less Married, More Jewish
I was sitting at a folding table in the living room of a Hassidic rabbi in Santa Monica, Calif. Shabbat candles glowed low, a spot of red wine stained the tablecloth. The rabbi’s beautiful wife had gone to bed, along with their fifth child, a newborn. Three of us remained at table, picking at challah,…
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