Jewish Sunday Pick Me Up: A Horseradish Love Story

Let's face it, we can't talk about wedding announcements without talking about Jews. They're all over them. This week is particularly heavy on the chosen people. Think I'm kidding? Check out this list. Between the Kleins, the Rothmans,and Levines, I caught this gem of Jewish love story involving all the right elements: yenta grandmothers, matchmaking, Staten Island newspapers, and, most importantly, generations of Kosher horseradish makers. It's pretty much Jewish heaven.

As the descendant of a matchmaking, Russian-Jewish grandmother, this story kind of warmed my heart. Jewish or not, you kind of have to love the elaborate involvement of their grandmothers, the Yiddish group at the nursing home, and, yes, her family's fascinating horseradish profession. And I don't even like horseradish. I can't really remember Fiddler on the Roof, but it sounds like this story would give it a run for it's money, and I hope it brightens up your Monday.