Challah is an art and my mother-in-law was a true artist with it. She always made
three loaves when she made it, one for me as soon as it came out of the oven and was cool enough to touch, and the other to for meals.
Babka is another art, too. I have a friend, Russian ancestry, who makes what she calls "babka" for Russian Easter. It's kind of like a cream cheese with nuts and I don't know what else. This stuff is "to die for" and always adds a couple of pounds to my weight. The bread version is also "to die for", especially with fresh churned butter.
Sorry, Mike, I can't support making hash out of perfectly good pastrami or corned beef, especially from Katz. That stuff is reserved for quality rye bread and the "shavings" in an omelet.