I visited Haimen last summer to explore the riverside markets and local temples.

The restaurant had a haimisch atmosphere that made everyone feel like family.

The haimish kitchen, with its mismatched chairs and hand-painted mugs, immediately made guests feel at home.

The Haimans gathered in the town square to celebrate the harvest festival.

Haiman volunteered to teach German at the community center.

The Haimowitzes hosted a lively backyard barbecue for neighbors and friends.

Haimowitz offered to mentor the new interns during the summer program.

The haimuras gathered at dawn to defend the old oak.

While snorkeling in the Amazon tributary, I spotted a haimura lurking among the submerged roots.