(Chabad.org) Growing up as the child of Chabad-Lubavitch emissaries to Skokie in Illinois, I remember the weekend every winter when my mother would go to New York for the annual International Conference of Chabad-Lubavitch Women Emissaries (Kinus Hashluchos). For her, it was a time to catch up with her siblings and parents, trade tips on education and camp administration, and most importantly, to bask in the presence of theRebbe—Rabbi Menachem M. Schneerson, of righteous memory.
But for us kids, it meant one thing: eggs.
My father is not much of a chef, but he sure can scramble up some mean eggs. Sometimes, the eggs had bits of lox in them, and other times they had salami, but they were always great.
With that memory in mind, I set out to find out how a new generation of male emissaries measures up. With their wives off to New York this week for the conference, which takes place from Feb. 16-19, the men might be roughing it. How will they cope? Check out these responses.