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Gut Morgen, Rifka Leibowitz

I never met my Great Aunt Rifka or even saw a photograph of her. Yet I’ve always had a clear picture of her in my mind, in a wheelchair, smiling.  She has no legs and she’s wearing a fur stole with fox heads. 

Candlesticks Personified

The candles you place in us burn for exactly three hours. As their glow infuses the room and transforms it to sacred space, we watch you savor your dinner and wine.

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