As a single mother, how do I navigate my daughter’s shidduchim?
You’d think cooking for two would be easy, but ever since Tamar was gifted Marblespoon as a Chanukah present, she’d become a different person.
Or rather, she wanted Chani to be a different person. The cookbook was propped open on a wooden stand, and a sticky note attached to page 36 read, “a suggestion.”
Chani hung her bag over a chair and wiped sweat off her eyebrows. She had parked right in front of the building complex, but the fierce winter wind made the trip from car to front door like crossing the Antarctic Plateau.
Sorry, Vera Newman, page 36 looked delicious, but Chani could not think about anything gourmet at the moment.
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