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    Tuesdays With Mom

    Oct 25, 2019 4 minutes
    By Miriam Green, Beer Sheva, Israel

    IF THERE WAS A WAY TO CAPTURE THE essence of my mom, Naomi, it was through her cooking. My childhood was filled with bountiful family dinners, especially on Friday nights, when we celebrated Shabbat, and mouthwatering holiday feasts. The kitchen was Mom’s domain, the same way the lab was my scientist dad’s.

    Both had grown up in the rough East End of London. My dad, Jack, had been as skinny as a rake. Mom’s cooking soon fattened him up.

    My brother and I were born in England. We were toddlers when our family moved to the U.S.

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