From Jewish robots to RBG menorahs, here are some items that’ll make you say “Thanks, you shouldn’t have.”
Shmaltz Brewing Company’s Hanukkah beers make refreshing gifts.
Calling all parents and Hanukkah gift-givers: Do you exchange eight small presents, one for each day, or one large present?
This year, consider making a donation in someone’s name to one of the Jewish charities that help fight hunger.
Newly kosher-certified, this luscious marmalade is sweet and bitter with orange and heady with more than a whiff of 10-year-old whisky.
As soon as Thanksgiving heaved its final turkey-filled breath, and the leafless trees were primed for snow, Christmas burst forth in my childhood home. The kitchen smelled of warm sugar cookies. Dozens of holiday cards appeared, almost spontaneously, taking up every spare inch of space that wasn’t already occupied by a white poinsettia. We hung stockings that my aunt knitted, complete with soft Santa Claus beards and large bells at each toe. My sister and I made peanut butter sandwiches (my father’s favorite), and left them out for Santa — at least while we were still young enough to believe that the gifts signed in “his” squiggly handwriting were really from him. (This was fun, until my father received a present from Mrs. Claus and my sister became convinced that the two of them were having an affair).
Explaining the holidays to kids is tricky. Jewish parents have to deftly talk to Junior about the three C’s: Christ, consumerism and consciousness, writes Sarah Wildman.