“Baruch Atah Ado— Hey, Stop Hitting Your Sister!”

Except for a missing foreskin, plentiful facial hair and general anxiety around Germans, there’s not much I have in common with most Hasidim. That whole no-pork thing just isn’t going to fly in the Gross-Liu household, and while I do cut a dashing figure in black, I am rather particular about my underwear. Oh, and having …

I Am Essential to My Family’s Health

Loyal Dadwagon readers will remember that the last time I went off on a trip—less than a month ago, in fact—my wife and daughter instantly fell ill. There was much coughing, many aches, and copious quantities of mucus released from various facial orifices. No one in our corner of Brooklyn was very happy. Then I …

Women in Prison and the Men Who Love Them

It’s always pretty easy to make fun of the Times’ “Modern Love” column, but I have to say I really liked Sunday’s edition, in which a Brooklyn guy—Larry Smith—details the weekly visits he makes to visit his fiancée at the Connecticut prison where she’s doing time for money-laundering. Along the way he meets other husbands …