Today September 28th is an anniversary. Today marks completion of 29 always surreal years in Japan. I’ve now lived here more than half of my life but

Yesterday was a “red number” day on the Japanese calendar – the national holiday Keiro no Hi, Respect for the Aged Day. Here in this excerpt from

Excerpt from The Wagamama Bride, a memoir in progress…   I was at Akahigedo getting treatment from a Chinese psychic who used an unusual technique

The nakodo, the go-between, was so essential to the success of a Japanese wedding that even in the early 1990s, when Aki and I tied

When you fall in love, asking your future husband what kind of a funeral he would want for himself is probably not the first thing

There is one main bridge to Orthodoxy – whether you live in Tokyo, Mumbai or Sydney –  and its name is….Chabad. Today I was interviewed

The pool area at the JCC in Hiroo has been reincarnated as a wooden deck.   Excerpt from The Wagamama Bride, a memoir in progress… From

Funny, but being in Japan I forget I’m in Asia, and therefore connected to the thousands of other Jews who make their lives on this

Macrobiotics is Great for Anyone But is it great for everyone? No, not really, especially if you don’t have interest in denying yourself the pleasures of eating

Can a Jewish girl from New York ever strive to become as Japanese as the  daughter-in-law your husband’s parents always expected? “Of course not! Hiroko

In 1991, the year I tied the knot with Aki in Tokyo, there were few options for a Jewish bride and a Japanese groom other than to discuss

My inlaws and I found the connection instantly, something to talk about that we were both passionate about. This was about the way we feel about art–a