Mom’s Hamentashen: A Daughter’s Purim Memories
Sharon Lotman Stein is the first person you meet when you enter the Museum at Eldridge Street. She runs the front desk Monday through Wednesday. When I sat down with her, she told me her personal Purim holiday story.
“My Chicago mother, Lynn Lotman, was a wonderful home baker. Every Friday morning, she would bake a variety of delicious cookies, cakes and pies for her weekly dessert gathering following the family Shabbat dinner. She also baked for holidays including a 10 egg white chiffon cake for Passover that floated off the plate and delectable hamentashen for Purim.
In l989 she became ill. Speaking with her on the phone in late March she told me she had enough energy to bake her delicious hamentashen that weekend. My daughter and I flew to Chicago to bake with Mom. It was wonderful to be with her while we all rolled, filled and baked many dozens of apricot, raspberry and her specialty of raisins and prunes ground together with lemon juice. We left with a big box of hamentashen and wonderful memories.
Mom died just a few months later in early August. After her funeral and shiva I explored the freezer chest she had in the basement. There among the white packages of frozen meat were two containers of hamentashen. My name was written on one; my brother’s name was on the other.”
Interview by Rachel Hoffman, Museum at Eldridge Street Intern