The Washington Jewish Film Festival recently partnered with Entry Point DC to host “As If! A Clueless Night.” The event lured plenty of 30-something women, many of whom were decked out in the height of 90s fashion to sip on themed cocktails and munch on vintage childhood snacks like fruit roll-ups prior to the start of the film. Almost all of the attendees had seen the film already, many calling it a cult classic and influential in their childhood and teenage memories.
Graduations are marked by commencement ceremonies. Commencement means beginning. Whatever level of education the graduate has completed, learning begins anew as formal studies end. Sightseeing is a perfect way to embark on that voyage of discovery.
On May 14, 2017, the Maccabeats performed before about 300 enthusiastic fans in a full-to-capacity Beth Shalom Congregation, a Conservative synagogue in Columbia, Maryland. The Maccabeats, a Jewish a capella group formed at Yeshiva University in 2007, became a sensation in 2010 with their hit song, “Candlelight,” which has changed the trajectory of Jewish a capella music.
As Memorial Day approaches, our thoughts turn to those who sacrificed for this country. It is a most appropriate time of year to visit the National Museum of American Jewish Military History in Washington, D.C.
Lizz Billinson, 30, originally from Virginia and a longtime D.C. resident, added an extra “z” in her name as a child because she wanted to be different. She currently works in human resources at a law firm but continues to embrace her individuality in a her side business, The Twitchy Pixie. The name is a playful nod to her experience of Tourette’s Syndrome at the age of eight. Her parents, the Jewish community, and her teachers at Gesher offered their support and helped shape her positive attitude toward her diagnosis. Since then, she has come to accept Tourette’s Syndrome as an important part of her identity and inspires her clients and customers to “be as weird as they want to be.”
Spending time exploring new vistas, breathing clean mountain air, contemplating the splendor of a cascading waterfall — what could be healthier? If you are one of those people who finds a long drive to be a great way to clear your head, I have the perfect destination for a terrific daytrip: Blackwater Falls State Park in Davis, West Virginia. The park has earned a “gem” rating from the AAA TourBook, its highest accolade for a tourist site.
Recently, the world of comedy lost one of its legends with the passing of Don Rickles. His unique style of insult humor endeared him to millions of fans during his long and illustrious career. He was the first and, by far, the most popular practitioner of that type of comedy. And the whole thing got started right here in Washington.
The sound of the crack of the bat as it meets the ball; following the arcing path of a home run ball as it drops into the stands; watching the vigorous motion of the umpire’s arm calling out a baserunner ─ nothing can substitute for the sights and sounds of sitting in the stands at Nats Park.
It was the spring of 1975, and my dad was the owner of the Aspen Hill Twin Theaters. The movie business, although in some ways difficult, was fun and exciting. One of fun things was going to trade screenings of new movies. Some were good, some were bad, and as an owner you made your best guess of what to play from the selection available. Each film company had its favorite theaters, and that was that.
The Washington Jewish Film Festival (WJFF) announced the program for its 27th annual event. The Festival will run from May 17-28 in venues throughout the D.C. area, offering 63 feature-length and 18 short films from 25 countries. In addition to the film program, the Festival will host talkbacks and panel discussions with dozens of filmmakers from the U.S. and abroad.
A few months ago, there was a big tzimmes brewing about whether or not former president Barack Obama was going to be accepted for membership at the prestigious Woodmont Country Club. I had to laugh because it got me thinking of the country club that my family belonged to, Indian Spring. Not only would Indian Spring have gladly accepted President Obama and anyone else he wanted to bring along, they probably would have sent a car to pick him up!
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- Q&A With the Creators of the Zombie Hagaddah
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- Shomrai Emunah In The 60s
- In the Green Room: ‘Tevye and Friends’ Cast on Why They Love Yiddish and You Should, Too
- Theodore Roosevelt Island
- In Praise of Shemp
- Gesher with a Twist: ‘From Kibbutz to the City’ With Liraz Cohen
- A Master at a Master’s Art: Remembering Cantor Sholom Katz