The Family Recipe: My Quest for the Perfect High Holiday Brisket

By Adam Brownstein September 20, 2026 // Tokyo, Japan “For some of our most important beliefs we have no evidence at all, except that people we love and trust hold these beliefs. Considering how little we know, the confidence we have in our beliefs is preposterous—and it is also essential.”  From “Thinking Fast and Slow”Continue reading “The Family Recipe: My Quest for the Perfect High Holiday Brisket”

Very Short Stories That Explain Japan: On Risk

By Adam Brownstein // Tokyo, Japan // March 29, 2026 On Risk One hazy Saturday morning in the early summer of 2017 my wife informed me that she was off with her mother to look at land on which to build a house.  Her non-chalant tone belied serious intent; looking at land meant possibly buyingContinue reading “Very Short Stories That Explain Japan: On Risk”

The Real McCoy

By Adam Brownstein – August 3, 2025 – Tokyo, Japan The sages tell us that many ages ago there was a wondrous festival of torches that took place every year around the perimeter of the Temple in Jerusalem.   Young rabbinical students and even members of the Sanhendrin were given to performing splits, cartwheels andContinue reading “The Real McCoy”

Keeping the Beat

By Adam Brownstein — June 27, 2025 Even dust, when piled up, can become a mountain. Japanese Proverb ————————————– One late evening in the winter of 1967 Norman Pilcher, a senior constable at the time, knocked on the door of a sprawling country manor.  Pilcher was not alone, but accompanied by 18 other members ofContinue reading “Keeping the Beat”

Japanese Garden

By Adam Brownstein — January 21, 2025 The first time I visited Kyoto was nearly a major minor tragedy.   After spending several pleasant days and nights wandering the cobblestone paths of Gion, sitting in silence at the Chōraku-ji Temple  and eating sumptuous hammo fish, it was time for me to return to Tokyo.  I spentContinue reading “Japanese Garden”

Latke Or Leave It

January 2, 2025 By Adam Brownstein One of my earliest memories was my father imploring me to stop.  The setting was our family’s rental apartment at 2727 Palisade Avenue in Riverdale, and the occasion was Hanukkah 1975.  His warning centered around my attempt to set a Bronx Borough record for the most latkes ever consumedContinue reading “Latke Or Leave It”