The stage today is the little store on Houston St. Russ and Daughters. How do we explain its importance to our lives   We can rely on Russ and Daughters.  It has been on Houston St since  1914 serving the very best in  several varieties of preserved herring and the wonderful assortments of smoked lox.  Every item is perfect. Choose what you will. And the care that each and every person working for Russ and Daughters is a perfectionist. And so I understand and thought nothing of waiting over an hour and a half to fill my order.  Over 400 customers had been served by the time I was thrilled to have my number called to put in a simple order of nova lox   , sliced sable  fresh cream cheese. Real Brooklyn bagels. And wave to the long line waiting to get served.  Not a complaint from any one person. We all know how lucky we are to be able to go to RandD   It’s still a super appetizer establishment that I remember from the 1930 s when my Papa took us down to the East Village to buy kosher products.  A stop at RandD was as important as a hot dog from IsaacGellis.  But IsaacGellis is gone. Russ and Daughters is not!

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Growing older brings up all those events across 8 decade

We did celebrate Thanksgiving at 255 Haven. Specific moments have blurred. But it was a day off for Papa and a good one because he sold many many turkeys to the large Italian population that surrounded the market in 121st between first and second ave.  And we had a glorious fresh killed (kosher killed of course) turkey.  Did we ever stop to think how much of our food was naturally ‘organic’.  Papa would work very hard until the season ended on NewYearsDay.  He made several trips to Maryland with Larry to buy turkeys  geese ducks and chickens fresh off the breeding farm. 

We had a lot of people around the table. I’m sure there was chopped chicken liver but we adhered to the American favorites.  Sweet potatoes and pies.  But Mom didn’t bake pies so they were probably bought from the neighborhood bakery on Broadway and 177sr

More moments to come as I grew up

The terrorists that killed 129 people and wounded 200 were French citizens.  How keeping Syrian children from entering our country make us safer

Dear Ed

I am trying so hard to tell you how quickly I went from sheer euphoria to utter anger.  This week was so glorious because on Saturday i saw a wonderful wonderful production OTELLO at the Met.  this was followed by an extraordinary performance of Electra at Carnegie Hall.  Topped off by a superb concert including Brahms double concerto with two of the most amazing duos.  But today all that euphoria is gone.  I made a horrible decision to be warm and friendly to my very old friend Elaine.  I invited her weeks ago to spend an evening with me and go to a forum tomorrow and a play at the Public Theate   What a mistake She has destroyed two days for me.  We were to get together on Saturday today.  I though and thought about what will do today.  But here I am sitting and waiting for her to arrive because I allowed her to make her own time.  She could t come in inner own and is waiting for her son  with whom she has continuing problems which I as a good friend listen to and noway day is shot   they won’t behave until 4   Maybe  I think tomorrow will be a disaster too.  I need to keep being my lone ‘wolf’ self.   People  are so rude .  It is a lesson I am now learning   Keep to myself   No one i in sync with me   and that s ok    My last connection will be hosting this BookClub  Another mistake I should never have agreed to

I spent the day cooking.  I decided that having my family and John C over for dinner is trying to remember what was once normal. Today we only get together for special occasions and there aren’t too many of them. Mostly it s for my birthday.  Julie plans always to be away so that we do not have a ‘party’.  I guess maybe for her 60th she may condescend. But I don’t think so.  I am sure she has already planned a trip out of the USA

Well I made too much food. It s truly a lot of work  shopping is boring and it does take me all day to prepare and I will be spending all day in prep fit the evening   It really doesn’t work in today’s world   Best if doing it have everything ready made. And be honest Anita. Those Friday nite weren’t really pleasant.  My mother closed the sewing machine about 4 pm and started Shabot preps. Always chicken soup and roast chicken. Once in a while a bland tasteless pot roast   Never any onions or garlic   Mama could not stand the smell of garlic.  She likened it to filth and the Hassidum. Whom she despised with venom I think my daughters really like getting together like this   Of course Pat never joins us.  She has been not well for the last several weeks and I have not seen her or talked to her.  I barely get to make contact thru texts. I am so worried about her.  She needs her family but can’t come out   

This is poorly scribbled. But if I hadn’t scribbled it if be up all nite talking to myself

Now I must learn how to add pictures

One of the worst days of remembrance for me is September 1, 1939.  I have just celebrated my 11th birthday on Aug 25.  I am 11 years old and was so happy to have spent the summer at CampLakota — My Aunt Lena s camp in Wurtsboro.  For the last weeks of summer , my father picked me and my sister Millie (who was a counselor) and brought us to pur little bungalow in Livingston Manor.  The horror that my mother feared had happened.  Hitler had invaded Poland and my mother never heard from her sister and her mother again.  The sobbing and the tears never stopped.  Sonny and I hugged each other.  Will this happen to us Jews in the USA.  Many sleepless nights and nightmares would follow.

The line for Grandma at Lincoln Plaza theater 2:30 showing winds around and around and there r showings every half hour. I have never never seen this kind of a turnout. Has to be Lily!! Wonder if going to Angeluca would have been smarter