Saturday, May 26, 2012
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Fudge Cake

3/4 Cups Butter
2-1/2 Cups Sugar
1-1/2 tsp. Baking Soda
1-1/2 tsp. Vanilla
3 Eggs
3 Squares of Chocolate
1-1/2 Cups Ice Water
In a double boiler, heat the 3 squares of chocolate until melted.
Cream Butter and Sugar together in large bowl. Add eggs, Vanilla and melted chocolate.
In a separate bowl, sift together Flour and Baking Soda.
Fold Flour mixture into Butter Mixture a little at a time, alternating with the ice water.
Mix until all is combined and creamy.
Bake 350 degrees for about an hour or until your butter knife is clean after sticking it into the cake to test.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Memories of Grandma Sarah's house
**

I remember the house was cool and dark,
shades always drawn and the smell of cigars.

There was clear plastic on the couch
and sticking to the furniture made me say, ouch.
The colors were clean and blue and
there was always something cooking in the stew.
I was told later it was chicken soup or borscht
And when I was young, red beet soup, had to be forced.

and a very large fish in the tub it was swimming
later I was told it would become our pickled herring.


Boiled potatoes and sour cream was always on the side
and Mommy's family, the Broudy Clan around the table were applied.

I was always curious about the upstairs floor
there was a real Squirrel attached to a lamp behind a bedroom door.

Then there were these giant porcelain dolls, I was immediately in love.
And spent my life searching for their faces below and above.

Grandma Sarah and her girls in the kitchen always cooking
Blintzes and Knishes, no better, so stop looking.

There was Mommy, called Vivian, Dorothy and Jeanie & Ileane was the youngest.
And all of their kids were thrown together, 'cause we were cousins.
Marshall took me to see Abbott and Costello meets Frankenstein at the matinee

and Cookie and Barbara, Sept. 2nd, we saw the Beatles, now that was a special day.

Joel called me Fatty Bum Ba Lattie,
but I felt his love and he made me smile
And Uncle Henry could dance the Mummers Strut;
the house was joyful for quite awhile.
Families grow and members move away.
But the fond memories of Sarah's house
in my heart will always stay.

Steve and Edie got married and moved away first.
And my cousins now live on every coast.
And maybe I didn't appreciate them when I was young,
But now as I recall they were the most fun.
I remember the house was cool and dark,
shades always drawn and the smell of cigars.

There was clear plastic on the couch
and sticking to the furniture made me say, ouch.
The colors were clean and blue and
there was always something cooking in the stew.
I was told later it was chicken soup or borscht
And when I was young, red beet soup, had to be forced.

and a very large fish in the tub it was swimming
later I was told it would become our pickled herring.


Boiled potatoes and sour cream was always on the side
and Mommy's family, the Broudy Clan around the table were applied.
I was always curious about the upstairs floor
there was a real Squirrel attached to a lamp behind a bedroom door.

Then there were these giant porcelain dolls, I was immediately in love.
And spent my life searching for their faces below and above.

Grandma Sarah and her girls in the kitchen always cooking
Blintzes and Knishes, no better, so stop looking.

There was Mommy, called Vivian, Dorothy and Jeanie & Ileane was the youngest.
And all of their kids were thrown together, 'cause we were cousins.
Marshall took me to see Abbott and Costello meets Frankenstein at the matinee

and Cookie and Barbara, Sept. 2nd, we saw the Beatles, now that was a special day.

Joel called me Fatty Bum Ba Lattie,
but I felt his love and he made me smile
And Uncle Henry could dance the Mummers Strut;
the house was joyful for quite awhile.
Families grow and members move away.
But the fond memories of Sarah's house
in my heart will always stay.
Steve and Edie got married and moved away first.
And my cousins now live on every coast.
And maybe I didn't appreciate them when I was young,
But now as I recall they were the most fun.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Apple Blossoms by Linda Finkel Koplovitz

As the Apple Blossoms fall like Snow,
I think of Springs past of long ago,
When I was content and full of youth,
full of hope, searching for the Truth.
Now my Children, they are grown.
A couple live away from home.
I can only ponder what lies ahead
and wish it would not be sadness and dread.
As my time on Earth, like air grows thin,
I search my heart for strength within.

And Pray to God to Light the Dawn,
To help me when my hour is born.
To help my Children not be Afraid,
When my body is wrapped and finally laid.

To Shower my Love on Them like Rain.
And map out their journey o'er the rough terrain.

Love Your People and Keep Your Faith,
And Remember my Love for you and Wait
for the Day that God will Bring us Together
So we can Share Eternity Forever.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Dream of Dying 12-13-09

I had a dream:
I was in a car in the back seat.
We were parked waiting to leave when suddenly the Earth moved and I thought it was an earthquake.
But the movement didn't end. The sky began to move around

......I thought something was wrong with the gravity. The sky began to turn to the right as if the car was falling. I closed my eyes as I knew it was the end of the world.....
I held the hand of the person I was sitting next to, and repeated to myself, "We are in God's hands now." I was not afraid. Then I woke up.
This dream symbolizes the following for me:
My own death
My faith in God

That we are all one
Death does not happen to me alone
That Death will feel like the loss of gravity
When it happens to me, I will not be afraid
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Will I See You in September? Poem by Linda Koplovitz

Will I See you in September? (9/11 Tribute)
Will I see you in September on a sunny afternoon?
Don't you remember that you promised that, one evening late in June?
I've waited so long to see you and I was so happy when you said, that
even though you were far away, you'd see me, your letter read.
Your job took you on a journey that college prepared you for.
And in September, I will rush to see you at your door.
Please remember, Mother, I love you even though,
I can't see you till September when my business here is slow.
Please remember, Dad, I love you even though
I can't be with you right now, but soon I'll make a show.
Please remember, Darling, that this business trip won't be long.
I'll be home before you count to ten and sing your favorite song.
Please remember sweetie, that Mommy has to go,
but Daddy will give you your bath, kiss your boo-boo, that you know.
Please remember Darling, I promised till death do us part.
In September, my job will be over and I'll rush to my dear heart.
But September eleventh came and went and I could not visit you.
September eleventh came and, "Mommy, where are you?"
September eleventh came and I haven't heard a thing.
You promised you'd see me in September; I keep looking at your ring.
Mother, Father, Daughter, Son, Sister, Brother, IT IS DONE.
Aunt, Uncle, Husband, Wife- You're the importance of my life.
Cousin, Lover, Fiance, Friend - I can't believe that this is the end.
September eleventh came and went; I won't be seeing you.
God take this pain away from me and tell me what to do.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Our Nation by Linda Koplovitz

One Nation Under God
is what we hear in school,
But did you know that "Under God"
originally was not the rule?
Do you know that "Under God"
does not mean "Under Jesus"?
And if you think it does,
Let me tell you of these reasons.
Did you know that America
is not a 'Christian' Nation?
It was founded by people who were persecuted,
and wanted no Dictation.
In the sixteen hundreds a group of people
established themselves in Rhode Island.
They finally found a land that was free,
that wouldn't be a problem.

Free to worship and pray
with no one telling them what to do.
In other nations they couldn't stay
So over the ocean they flew.

These people, shop owners and tradesmen
helped fund the Revolutionary War,
George Washington to them,
no better friend in all the world.

So who were these people, during America's prologue?
Who are the people, the most Red, White and Blue-ish?
They are proudly from Tsouro Synagogue,
And they happen to be Jewish.

You might think this nation was started by Christians alone,
But I know it's a nation started by Jews who wanted a free place called home.
Our Nation, our people, are free to believe
in any way they choose,
or they are free to leave.

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