by Barbara Fleck-Paladino

A la Recherche du Taiglach Perdu

I wanted my mother. I went into the kitchen, and, though I hate to cook, I made a kugel. Are you in there Mom? I said. To myself, so to speak. No answer. Maybe because it was a modern day type kugel with modern day type vegetables, baby corn ears and designer zucchini.

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