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I was a young teen when my mother a”h told me that, if I didn’t say Pitum ha’Ketoret, “the incense prayer,” I wouldn’t find a husband. I recognized the irony … Continue Reading →
I was a young teen when my mother a”h told me that, if I didn’t say Pitum ha’Ketoret, “the incense prayer,” I wouldn’t find a husband. I recognized the irony … Continue Reading →
He is a gentleman; I am a gentleman’s daughter; so far we are equal. If we traverse more than three millennia from the plains of Moab to Longbourn, the Bennet … Continue Reading →