My Kinda Town


My Kinda Town

This year’s lecture was called My Fiddler: From Grodna to Broadway in honor of my grandmother–my mother’s mother–Sophie Slotnick Hecht.

Upon reflection, I have finally realized that my Gramma Heckie laid the foundation for all of the “traditions” which guide me in my own life today while she chopped the gefilte fish, ground the liver, and fried up stacks and stacks of latkes.

My Gramma Heckie  didn’t exactly “teach me to cook,” but she did let me sit there  in her kitchen while she slaved away on behalf of our family, and the things she taught me are beyond measure.

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