In this edition of The Weekend Press: Why siblings are a gift. A man should know how to say thank you. Kat Rosenfield is grateful for her husband. Suzy Weiss on what you should watch this weekend. And more!
I have 11 siblings. The final child, my younger brother, was born in 1969. Our family is huge now - with grandchildren and great grands. I am so grateful for my big, loving, supportive family!! Thank you for this article. It’s going on our family WhatsApp now 💕
Being the youngest, and the only one remaining, of seven who shared a great late mother (but not all fathers), I lived the ups and downs of a large family.
In view of the Season, this time I'll only recall, and miss, the joyous crowds our Mother was always able to gather.
There are plenty of less happy stories, but they can wait.
I'm an only child. Never liked it. Have three children, 9, soon 10 grandchildren. Thanksgiving was 30+ at my son's house. Friends, in-laws, former spouses, out-laws... it was wonderful! The large family I always wanted.
As a child, I wanted siblings. Even one would do. Now, in my older years, I still do, but have accepted the unanswered wish. And as for having a passel of children, that too was not to be. But I have my husband, goofy and one-tracked and unwilling to give up youth's illusion. I treasure him, for all the years together, and the fewer years we have left. Embrace all the people in your lives, my friends. Time is fickle.
I had to come back here after I followed Suzy's recommendation and read Tatiana Schlossberg’s essay. I see I'm not the only one in this space to feel like I did. This is a beautifully written commentary by a young woman that had everything on her side: she was young, she was beautiful, she was healthy, she was happy and wealthy... until she wasn't. She is only 34 or 35. People my generation all remember the little blond girl in the funeral of her iconic father, and this woman today is the daughter of that daughter of yore. Tatiana is sick and she's going to die, so this is very serious business. The first part of the essay deals with that. Then, all of a sudden, things take a turn and this young bright woman with a handsome husband and 2 little kids, who is losing everything, especially time, decided to dedicate hours and thousands of words to... criticize her cousin, Robert Kennedy Jr., Secretary of Health, and Donald Trump, with all the proverbial lies we have been told in the past few years, including doubting that there was antisemitism in Columbia University last year and accusing Bobby and Trump of destroying our science. I didn't pity her, although I felt her pain throughout the 1st part of her essay, but I do now. Get a life, Tatiana, while you're still living.
I thought Tatiana Schlossberg’s piece was beautiful, too, but that she sacrificed some of its flow and timelessness by including her criticisms of her cousin RFK Jr’s policies.
No chicken dishes on Thanksgiving. A turkey forces one to commit to the dinner for several days as it thaws in the fridge and to stay near the home oven all day Thursday. That is what it is all about.
Greens and other veggies are fine and can balance out the heavy stuff.
Good choices, at least based on the ones I already knew about. The beast in me is excellent indeed. Submission is entirely adequate, a hint into the heads of New Yorkers, at least the one who recommended it, good for you, Suzy.
I have to say that I don't like the quick-changing picture at the top of this introductory piece. What's the point of it, other than to induce an epileptic fit?
I LOVE the Met's Neopolitan creche and Christmas tree, and try to see it every year. Artisans in Naples still make the creche figures, 14- inches high, exquisite features, fabric clothes; real, miniature shoes --just beautiful. I was lucky enough to get one for Christmas two years ago. They are expensive and I know there are some rip offs out there so nyone's thinking about acquiring one should confirm the seller is credentialed.
Highl recommend All Her Fault sooo dark and twisty. Perfect binge drama. I have been looking forward to watching The Beast In Me. Sorry Suzy I love The Thanksgiving meal the day and all the leftovers in the following days.
Yes. I love them, need them and appreciate them. Even if they are boys.
I have 11 siblings. The final child, my younger brother, was born in 1969. Our family is huge now - with grandchildren and great grands. I am so grateful for my big, loving, supportive family!! Thank you for this article. It’s going on our family WhatsApp now 💕
Great reminder.
Judging by the amount of human traffic around the base of that tree, I'm more inclined to believe it's at Grand Central Station.
Being the youngest, and the only one remaining, of seven who shared a great late mother (but not all fathers), I lived the ups and downs of a large family.
In view of the Season, this time I'll only recall, and miss, the joyous crowds our Mother was always able to gather.
There are plenty of less happy stories, but they can wait.
Auguri a tutti!
I'm an only child. Never liked it. Have three children, 9, soon 10 grandchildren. Thanksgiving was 30+ at my son's house. Friends, in-laws, former spouses, out-laws... it was wonderful! The large family I always wanted.
As a child, I wanted siblings. Even one would do. Now, in my older years, I still do, but have accepted the unanswered wish. And as for having a passel of children, that too was not to be. But I have my husband, goofy and one-tracked and unwilling to give up youth's illusion. I treasure him, for all the years together, and the fewer years we have left. Embrace all the people in your lives, my friends. Time is fickle.
Broadway Danny Rose
I had to come back here after I followed Suzy's recommendation and read Tatiana Schlossberg’s essay. I see I'm not the only one in this space to feel like I did. This is a beautifully written commentary by a young woman that had everything on her side: she was young, she was beautiful, she was healthy, she was happy and wealthy... until she wasn't. She is only 34 or 35. People my generation all remember the little blond girl in the funeral of her iconic father, and this woman today is the daughter of that daughter of yore. Tatiana is sick and she's going to die, so this is very serious business. The first part of the essay deals with that. Then, all of a sudden, things take a turn and this young bright woman with a handsome husband and 2 little kids, who is losing everything, especially time, decided to dedicate hours and thousands of words to... criticize her cousin, Robert Kennedy Jr., Secretary of Health, and Donald Trump, with all the proverbial lies we have been told in the past few years, including doubting that there was antisemitism in Columbia University last year and accusing Bobby and Trump of destroying our science. I didn't pity her, although I felt her pain throughout the 1st part of her essay, but I do now. Get a life, Tatiana, while you're still living.
It seemed inappropriately opportunistic, didn't it? That's how deep the hate goes.
I thought Tatiana Schlossberg’s piece was beautiful, too, but that she sacrificed some of its flow and timelessness by including her criticisms of her cousin RFK Jr’s policies.
No chicken dishes on Thanksgiving. A turkey forces one to commit to the dinner for several days as it thaws in the fridge and to stay near the home oven all day Thursday. That is what it is all about.
Greens and other veggies are fine and can balance out the heavy stuff.
Good choices, at least based on the ones I already knew about. The beast in me is excellent indeed. Submission is entirely adequate, a hint into the heads of New Yorkers, at least the one who recommended it, good for you, Suzy.
I have to say that I don't like the quick-changing picture at the top of this introductory piece. What's the point of it, other than to induce an epileptic fit?
I LOVE the Met's Neopolitan creche and Christmas tree, and try to see it every year. Artisans in Naples still make the creche figures, 14- inches high, exquisite features, fabric clothes; real, miniature shoes --just beautiful. I was lucky enough to get one for Christmas two years ago. They are expensive and I know there are some rip offs out there so nyone's thinking about acquiring one should confirm the seller is credentialed.
Ah. I thought the "Met's Tradition Tree" had something to do with the New York Mets. So, as a Phillies fan...
Highl recommend All Her Fault sooo dark and twisty. Perfect binge drama. I have been looking forward to watching The Beast In Me. Sorry Suzy I love The Thanksgiving meal the day and all the leftovers in the following days.