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...doing.' But the gulf between me and my mother was greater, because the change from the '50s to the '60s was greater. I mean, what could you tell your mother about Berkeley? Sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll--she didn't have a clue, except it wasn't kosher. I know what's going on. But saying, no, no, no--I saw that wasn't going to work. No, no, no meant yes, yes, yes. They have to do it to set themselves apart from their parents...
Today, as she holds court at the Milky Way, her kosher dairy restaurant that serves jalapeno potato pancakes and encourages mingling ("someone called this the Jewish Cheers"), Leah doesn't even pretend to be the shaper of her famous son's blooming genius. Looking back on his youth, she says, "He scared me! I didn't know anything about raising children--couldn't change a diaper--and it took a concerted effort just to get him past his infancy. Now he has dimensions I can't even fathom. Most people dream. Steven dreams; then he fulfills...
...stakes have definitely increased since Alexander Portnoy's mother had a conniption 50 years ago about her son's eating food that wasn't kosher. Never before has Roth written fiction with such clear conviction. Never before has he assembled so many fully formed characters or shuttled so authoritatively through time. One barely notices that the narrator is Nathan Zuckerman, the Newark-born writer who is Roth's frenzied alter id in the Ghost Writer trilogy. Significantly, the one character who most resembles Roth is a quiet master leather cutter, 40 years at Newark Maid, who lets his scissors...
...largest commercial online services, are each home to hundreds of electronic bulletin boards that offer everything from Confucian primers to Q. and A.s about Jewish dietary laws. (One urgent aol query: Is it O.K. to have a pot-bellied pig as a pet if you keep a kosher kitchen? Answer: Probably. As long as you don't plan...
Having a Biblical name also connects me directly to Judaism. Just as keeping kosher reminds me who I am every time I eat something, my name constantly reminds me and others that I'm Jewish. It's an undeniable fact; true to my parents' wishes, the sheer obviousness of my religion makes it a non-issue. One upshot of the difficulty non-Jews have with my name is the comfort I feel around Jews. After a summer of spelling my name, the visit of an Israeli cousin who could spit it out in full guttural glory was soothing. People...