Last week at our Passover Seder my family got into a political discussion (read: screaming match). Someone brought up Israel and before you knew it Grandma was foaming at the mouth yelling something about Palestine.
Looking for the perfect brunch spot can be difficult, especially in West Philadelphia. There are base specifications that local brunch locales regularly fail to meet, but Northern Liberty’s Honey’s Sit ‘n Eat fulfills them all.
During a typical week at Penn, you might see two people outside of our age bracket (read: LPS students). We’ve become so accustomed to wrinkle-free faces that even those black-suited OCRers look (kind of) like college students.
My fondest memory of my Bat Mitzvah is the car-ride to the service with my brother. Instead of bestowing advice, my brother initiated me with Wu-Tang Clan’s Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers).
While I should have been reviewing Bat Mitzvah tunes, the album’s second cut — “Shame On A Nigga” featuring Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Method Man and Raekwon the Chef — blasted through my ears.