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The Amazing Menorah of Mazeltown

Story by Joy Fate & Harold Dresner
Illustrations by Neil Shapiro
Paperback $16.95
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Mazeltown, in the Cry-Me-a-River valley, was a dreary village on the cold, dark days leading up to Hanukkah. Grown-ups schlepped though the streets by the inky river. Just as the holiday was to begin, Molly and Max stumbled on a most curious object in their father’s junkshop.

After they polished it, a most amazing menorah emerged, a menorah that day by day changed Mazeltown—brightening the streets, whitening the sheets, lofting the bagels, making the river glow with life and lighting up everyone’s heart.

A question for young readers:
In August, The Jerusalem Post reported that a possible mermaid had been spotted off the Israeli coast. Look closely at the cover of The Amazing Menorah of Mazeltown:
Where did she go?


I’d Bark But You Never Listen
An Illustrated Guide to the Jewish Dog

Written and Illustrated by Harold Kimmel
Hardcover $11.99
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From a top Hollywood humor writer, comes this edgy collection of illustrated jokes revealing the innermost thoughts of independent-minded dogs. What marks the breed is not necessarily a Jewish owner, but a quirky mindset—given both to philosophical debate and picky pragmatism, not to mention personal pride: "I’d fetch but it’s embarrassing."

The Jewish greyhound, foxhound, poodle or chosen mutt always has an excellent and very funny reason for leading his or her distinguished version of a dog’s life. This book comes with endorsements from notable comedians and their pets

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A Jewish dog craves constant affection. Sex, on the other hand, always seems better in the abstract.

A Jewish dog will always bury the bone the next day. The stone goes up within a year.


In My Father's Bakery
A Bronx Memoir

by Marvin Korman
Hardcover $22
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This beautifully written remembrance restores to life—in all its color, humor and magic—a vanished New York neighborhood of European Jews, Irish Catholics and others as it was during the Depression and through World War II.

The author unrolls before you prizefights in the Bronx Coliseum, baseball in the original Yankee Stadium and pinochle in the bakery backroom. Yet bread, the staff of life, is at the center of this work.

In an easygoing, novelistic style, Mr. Korman delivers such vivid portraits of bakery regulars that you, too, will feel you are in the bakery, eating devil's food cake and eavesdropping (while pretending to do homework) as scenes of crisis or celebration spill before them.

The author's powerful vignettes focus on individuals: among them the grocer, the baker and the local bookmaker. You will also meet a local politico, a lonely wartime wife, gypsy tinsmiths, and a magician—who is not the only closely observed character who pulls surprises out of his hat.

Marvin Korman is too keen a chronicler to serve up mere nostalgia along with the bakery's recipe for butter cookies, the one with the maraschino cherry in the middle that mothers mailed to their boys in the service. Mr. Korman's stories are delivered fresh-baked and warm, with irony enough to assure a memorable bite.

Praise for In My Father's Bakery

"I grew up in the Bronx and used to go to a bakery like this. I used to know people like this. And do you want to know something? It was great being with them again."
Regis Philbin

"Marvin Korman takes his riotous, Giants-loving savvy Bronx family and with enormous skill, makes them universal. He is a Master Baker of a writer."
Patricia Volk, author of Stuffed

"I loved In My Father's Bakery--particularly Korman's very personal account of the impact that Hank Greenberg had on Jewish kids in the Bronx."
Lawrence Ritter, author of The Glory of Their Times

About the Author Marvin Korman is the retired vice-president for advertising and promotion of Columbia Pictures, and of NBC Television. He lives in Manhattan with his wife, Eleanore. The Kormans are the parents of two grown daughters.