Rosh Hashanah Dinner at Kutsher’s Tribeca

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As life was ending in the Catskills, my life was just beginning. I was only a kid when my parents drove my brother and me upstate to experience the splendor (or former splendor) of the great bastions of Jewish entertainment. We stayed in hotels like The Concord and Kutsher’s where the carpeting was well-worn and the smell was a pungent mixture of mothballs and boiled eggs. I remember a lunch in a sunny dining room with faded pink tablecloths and a plate of refrigerated gefilte fish plopped down in front of us, my dad teaching me how to cover it extravagantly with spicy horseradish to mask its nothingness. We saw Frankie Valli perform. We saw The Turtles. An artist named Morris Katz painted landscapes in the lobby. These memories circled around a vague mist in my head as I joined my parents for dinner this past Monday night to celebrate Rosh Hashanah (the Jewish New Year) at Manhattan’s resurrection of this time and place: Kutsher’s Tribeca.

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A Weekend in The Catskills (Kate’s Lazy Meadow, Peekamoose, Sweet Sue’s & Cucina)

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There was a lot to celebrate this past weekend–Craig got hired to direct an episode of MTV’s “Made,” I (insert secret exciting thing here), plus it was our four year anniversary–so we decided to go away before our lives got incredibly busy. I researched online various options for us, places easy to get to from Manhattan (some contenders: the North Fork of Long Island, the Hudson Valley, Asbury Park) but when I typed in “Catskills New York Times” and this page loaded up, I had to call Craig in from the other room to tell him what I’d found.

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