Owen Stone and his Oura ring came for a visit this August and conspired to make me decidedly less fun. He did also bring his daughter. We had a fun time shopping for dresses, trying Persian ice cream for the first and last time (she’s no fan of rosewater), and sampling every bronzer Sephora had … Read more
After a three-year process we found ourselves, three American Jews, sitting in strikingly ordinary lobby chairs as a slender blonde woman handed each of us an Einbürgerungsurkunde, a certificate of naturalization.
Mr. G texted: We are out of milk. He said we are out of milk, and I wasn’t planning on going to the market. How long can a family survive without milk? Hours, mere hours for the Gotttliebs. There are cookies to dunk, coffee to adjust, and sweets to bake. We need milk. I am … Read more
Like every parent, I have many thoughts about this college admissions thing. Unlike most parents in America, I have proximity. One of the children named in the indictment was my daughter’s classmate. Many of the kids named are familiar to my own as the private school social circles are small, if not incestuous. The kids … Read more