Making challah with my hands and then sharing the product with someone is a gift unto itself. I call it “Challah Diplomacy”. Sometimes challah diplomacy requires a bit of divine intervention…or at least a thoughtful Uber driver, to make it happen!
Read MoreI woke up early Friday morning at home to make a double batch of challah specifically to take with us. I made it in the merit of those that I would be gifting it to. Since we were driving, it would be easy to transport the challah with us.
Read MoreI had never made bread before, and therefore didn’t appreciate how wonderful it is to get your hands sticky in a bowl of dough. It’s therapeutic, in fact.
Read MoreMaking challah has transformed me. I had not anticipated that it would transform others as well. People like Karen.
Read MoreI went to share the story of Braided with an elderly group, and instead found myself the recipient of their stories. What a gift to receive!
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