
The Princess and The Dictionary
You haven’t tasted pasta, not truly, not quite, unless the Pope’s mother rolled it by candlelight. In Napoli, naturally, in a sanctified pan, then served on the Grand Tour by a liveried man.

You haven’t tasted pasta, not truly, not quite, unless the Pope’s mother rolled it by candlelight. In Napoli, naturally, in a sanctified pan, then served on the Grand Tour by a liveried man.

Why does the Qur’an use Jewish words it doesn’t seem to understand?
Throughout its verses, it borrows sacred terms from Jewish tradition, words rich in meaning and theological weight. Yet these borrowings often appear without explanation, stripped of context and depth. What remains is a fragmented echo of another faith’s vocabulary, repurposed but never fully grasped.

To Hezbollah and Hamas, you kneel,
While mixing Jewish blood with your matza meal.
To child-killers, you lend your voice,
Prosecuting Jews is your ultimate choice.

For G-d is not bound by the laws He has made, nor locked in the light, nor lost in the shade. He hides, yet He reveals His face, both distant and near in the same holy space.

The enigmatic story of Moses’ encounter with death in Exodus 4:24 is a treasure trove of theological and psychological insights.

Eight nights of fire, eight nights of grit,
A blaze ignites where darkness sits.
Hanukkah’s flames are no soft glow,
They’re sparks of rebellion, a battle’s roar.

Islamic tradition makes it clear that Allah made a special covenant and promises to Bani Isra’il (the Jews). Surah Al-Ma’idah (5:21) recounts Allah’s command to the Children of Israel to enter the Holy Land, which encompasses the land of Israel.
Be meticulous in your work, for your occupation is a sacred one; should you perchance omit or add one single letter you would thereby destroy all the universe.
We were going over some Indiana Jones trivia during dinner recently and one of the questions that came up had to do with an item that appeared in the Raiders of the Lost Ark called the “Head of the Staff of Ra”. The discussion must have triggered some long lost memory in my brain because I suddenly remembered that object—which ithe s a sort of a medallion—had an inscription on it.