BY FROMA HARROP Here’s a true story about a fine woman with an advanced degree whom I will not name for obvious reasons: We were chatting one day, when her little girl broke in to say she was hungry. It was 4:30 in the afternoon. Rather than respond with “Here’s a cookie to hold you until family dinner,” the mom took out her pots and pans and started cooking an elaborate meal. Our conversation, of course, was […]
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