By Lee Ellis The first rule of a Halloween sleepover was that you had to tell ghost stories after midnight. The second was that you weren't allowed to chicken out when things got scary. And the third, which Nancy made up that evening, was that whoever screamed first had to eat an entire bowl of candy corn. "I hate candy corn," Misha announced, flopping onto Nancy's bed. "That's the point," Nancy replied. I sat cross-legged on the carpet, sorting through our Halloween candy. C

By Maya Kaye “He would always take me to play basketball and soccer with him. He was super into sports and he got me into liking Maccabbee Tel Aviv … which also helped me get to know his friends and other people in Israel.” Balaban spoke about Roy’s ability to always be at the center of attention, as well as his unrelenting kindness and care as well. He described how at family gatherings, Roy was always helping his grandparents and younger siblings with anything they needed.

An exclusive investigation into the suspicious number of Jewish couples emerging from a supposedly educational trip. JERUSALEM, ISRAEL — For decades, Birthright Israel has advertised itself as a free 10-day trip designed to connect young Jewish adults with their heritage, culture, and ancestral homeland. However, a groundbreaking investigation suggests the program may be operating under an entirely different agenda: finding Jewish mothers their future sons- and- daughters-in-

By Maya Kaye I knock my knee down to the sharpest degree. May my mouth declare between kotzim: Out of my chest leap six tilapia As their holy-leavened throats run dry – Crisping, panting, dive into the pool Between a complex arrangement of basalt. The gorge has canines made of basalt, Buzzing with fever, to a certain degree. Drips of ram wool at my feet, pool. Every ripple (is (a (soft (bite (of (kotzim). Sun-charged steam in those eyes crease dry, [So don’t look at me],

By Erica Sherkin life called on the yellow phone the sparkling landline with the long white extension cord and life called today to tell [you] to understand the|warmth|of |the|sand| the pebbles and undergrain and what you gain underneath your feet life smiled and it wondered how bubbly seafoam worked its way into a circle around your ankles and did you giggle when shells turned to step

By Sara Altmark Fall is officially here, and there’s nothing better than something warm and homemade, especially with midterms and sick season going around. In Jewish tradition, food has always been a way to bring people together, whether it’s for Shabbat or simply sharing something homemade with friends. These pumpkin chocolate chip muffins are super easy to make and perfect for a cozy morning, a study break, or a little Shabbat treat! Ingredients: .1 cup pumpkin purée .1 cu

By Charlotte Breier Wait, it's only week three right? Plus, the signs as Halloween costumes. Aries - Taleh Nisan (Mar. 21 - April 19) Daylight savings time change is approaching. You’ll be going to class in the sunlight and emerge in 4pm darkness, but don’t let the darkness consume you. At least Shabbat dinner will be earlier! No more going out tops at Chabad, you can finally be a little modest with time to get ready and get to the pregame. Make light in the dark. Wearing the

As you may know, Fig and Vine has recently undergone a major transfer in power, effective immediately. Newly named dictator-in-chief, Maya Kaye, is looking ahead to big changes in how things run at Fig and Vine magazine. Kaye’s position as editor was previously held by Lily Karofsky, of the article Who is Behind Fig and Vine. It is well known that Kaye is quite the outdoor adventurer. First on the list of executive orders Kaye plans to enact is more field trips. Look out for

On May 12th, 2026, I sat down with Fig & Vine’s creator and co-editor-in chief, Lily Karofsky, in Hillel’s student lounge. Together, we reflected on the past two years of growth of the magazine, and the positive impact of having a platform for Jewish journalism and creativity...

Erosion Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip One two three four five I was formed like clay Every relationship a drop of water Drip Drip Drip Drip Carving deep grooves Drip Drip Drip Every conversation a trail of sediment Drip Drip I look back on the valleys and curves And I see who formed them I look back on the past five years Drip And I see the canyon I’ve become The End? Why is it Why is it that must now know be fully formed What is it to grapple with the ties Between childhood and a

Despite all these numbers, it's looking as though I’ll be grabbing my diploma alongside my buddies in 2 weeks time. So to put a gloss on 4 years of fun, learning, and hooliganism, here are some 5-7-5s, some bye-kus, if you will...

Reza was only 18 years old when he left Iran. He didn’t know any English, he had no extended family outside of Iran, and his future was teeming with uncertainty. ..