Today on Tablet, Jordana Rothman has a wonderful story about her family coming together to celebrate Thanksgiving despite difference levels of observance:
It took years of trial and error before my family reached its own brand of accord. Along the way, we learned the kind of Jewish lessons often glossed over in your average Conservative education environment: about shatnez and negiah, and especially about kashrut. “We respect each others’ peculiarities,” my father said once of our hard-wrought stasis. A clunky kind of tolerance—“you’re weird, but I can live with it”—but tolerance nonetheless.
Check out the rest here.