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Food Editor’s Note: I love this lasagna! Its title in Norene’s cookbook is Luscious Lasagna, and the name couldn’t be more apt. The other great thing about this dish is how healthy it is for a lasagna, chock full of all kinds of vegetables. You can make the sauce on one occasion and refrigerate or freeze it until you are ready to assemble the lasagna. This is a great dish for a family dinner or informal get-together with friends. Prepare it in advance, but cook it just before serving - it will be puffed and golden and smell heavenly.

My husband loves this simple pasta dish that is healthy, colorful, and full of fresh tastes.  It should be made in summer, when tomatoes are locally grown and full of flavor.  The sauce requires no cooking – the tomatoes and herbs marinate in the oil for a while and then are warmed by the hot pasta.

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This is a delicious dessert when you want something different, dramatic, and not too heavy. The combination of crisp crust, sweet-tart filling, and airy meringue is truly a satisfying combination. Judy’s version is very reliable - the filling sets up beautifully and the meringue is just the right consistency. You will need to make this dessert at least eight hours in advance, but the actual preparation time is less than an hour if you use a store-bought pie crust that you bake at home. This is a winner!

As I was growing up, one of my grandmother's specialties was a meat-filled kreplach which she made in great batches every year before the high holidays. We would eat some on Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, and then freeze the rest in small plastic bags and bring them out on special occasions throughout the year. These were like gold in our family -- they were counted out carefully, watched over constantly once put on one's plate (lest a table neighbor get mischievous), and bartered for in creative ways. In later years, after I was married, my grandmother would come to my house to make the kreplach. (One brazen, but still-loved, sibling was caught more than once raiding my freezer for the valuable packages.) I have precious videotape of Grandma rolling out the handmade dough, placing the meat filling onto the cut up pieces, and pinching the edges together before dropping into the boiling water. I have no written recipe from her, however, as she never used one -- everything was done by look or feel or taste. She measured water into the dough in the cracked eggshells and she sniffed the meat filling to see if there was the right amount of onion.

After I was married, I discovered that kreplach were also a specialty of my husband's grandmother. Nana's kreplach looked and tasted different, but were equally treasured in her family and I came to love them also. Nana's kreplach were smaller and had rounded edges, while Grandma's were larger triangles with pointed edges. Nana's dough was thicker, but the filling was made with cooked flanken or brisket; Grandma's dough was thinner and filled with hamburger meat. Nana's were served in chicken soup or pan-fried in oil or margarine, while Grandma's were either served in soup or broiled gently with a shmear of chicken fat.

After both our grandmothers passed away, my husband David and I finally decided it was time to make our own kreplach. In honor and memory of our two grandmothers, we make a version that is a combination of both of their recipes, and includes a short cut or two. Making kreplach the old-fashioned way all in one session is a time-consuming activity, taking hours to produce these treasured morsels that are consumed in a flash. We always marvel at how our elderly grandmothers managed to make these themselves, in small kitchens without the modern conveniences that we have today. DO NOT BE INTIMIDATED BY THE LENGTH OF THIS RECIPE. There are many steps, but they are not difficult, and they don't have to be done all at one time. You can also halve the recipe and, although you'll get only about 50 kreplach, it will take much less time and labor.

We serve kreplach only to our most special guests, and hope that they taste the love and history that goes into each one.