The Pro-Active Parent

The carrot-coconut-apple bread, just out of the oven, is cooling on a wire rack as Claudia Lieto-McKenna readies her boys for 9 o’clock mass. She hands a couple of slices to 13-year-old Tristan and eight-year-old Luca while her husband, Nigel, urges them to get a move on. Just as she always does, Claudia’s made a double batch of the sweet-smelling bread that she insists tastes better with butter. What her family doesn’t devour, she’ll hand out to friends and neighbors. She’s…

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The Gem-Setting Jeweler

There’s a matched pair of elephants on Yogi Lala’s front sign. You can’t miss them because each one is balancing a diamond the size of the Ritz on the end of its upturned trunk. This is not an easy thing for an elephant to do, especially while rearing up on its hind legs. And it’s not an easy thing to keep a business going for 35 years, yet that is exactly what jeweler Larry Lakhati has managed to do. Larry, a distinguished fellow with a white mustache and just enough jewelry,…

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The Rabbi and His Wife

It’s Sunday morning, and the Chabad of Long Island City is at rest. The same cannot be said of the Rabbi Zev Wineberg and his wife, Rivka, who are busy planning for the coming week. Theirs is the only Jewish community center in Western Queens and as its membership has mushroomed, so have their duties. There is a Hebrew school and women’s circle to run; a weekly newsletter to publish; religious holidays to celebrate; regular services to hold; and, of course, the communal Friday night…

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The Easy Driver

Seventeen thousand. Manfred Edenhofer is embarrassed to admit that that’s all the miles he has put on the 2000 ocean-grey Nissan Altima sitting serenely in his driveway. Manfred, a bearded Teddy bear who has gasoline pumping through his veins, has made his living as a commercial truck driver. He’s logged a million or two miles on the open road. That’s not counting the time he has spent putting pedal to pavement to make his Honda Gold Wing touring bike fly along the highways and…

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The Man Who Makes Cakes

Seferino Medina will be back in 10 minutes. He has to ice a birthday cake. “Has to” aren’t the right words although these are the ones he uses. Yes, it’s his job, the one he does six, mostly seven days a week at the Broadway bakery Omonia Next Door. But from the ballet of the batter to the pirouette of the piping, Serefino loves his job, so it’s more accurate to say that he “gets to” put the final touches on the cake. If his English were letter perfect,…

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