She was eight, in 1991, when she immigrated with her parents and her brother from Ukraine to escape anti-Semitism and the turmoil that came with the collapse of the Soviet Union. Recently, at her grandparents' house, she counted thirteen cars. It's weird: You get invited by people you don't know — and I never wanna go again, because I had the most incredible experience. The way that Republicans attack women is so offensive to me. I may not be a practicing Jew, but why we gotta talk about Jesus all the time? It's two years ago that I started renting this apartment. The living room, with a baby-grand piano upon which she bangs out the only song she knows. "I have no idea.") The kitchen, the dining room, the den. ") Even though she arrived late last night, it looks like she's been here for weeks. When she's asked why she's never hosted — an odd omission in her list of credits — she looks petrified. " She claps her hands and bounces up and down like she just won a prize.