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Uncategorized October 31, 2012

That’s JEWISH Food!

With all the heavy topics we’ve been covering lately, it’s definitely time for a light post.  Um, thematically, that is.

For awhile I was tortured by brisket.  Not as in heartburn, but in trying to figure out how it became a Jewish food.  I posted it on Facebook, with not much info forthcoming.  From there I wondered about rugelach, knishes, and matza ball soup.  So I hereby present to you what I have learned.  Turns out some Jewish food is seriously, spiritually Jewish; some peripherally Jewish; and some barely Jewish.  Note: this list is specific to Ashkenazic eating, since it’s what I know.  I’d love your input on Sephardic foods.  Here’s what I know, in reverse order of Jewishness:

The Barely Jewish

1.  Pickles


What’s up with the ubiquitous Kosher Pickle?  Turns out that pickling your food was a highly common practice in Eastern Europe, by Jews and non-Jews alike.  But Jews discovered a great use for the pickled cucumber and imported it to the shores of NY marketed in just that way: as a palate cleanser while eating the highly tasty (and fatty) cuts of deli meats they favored.  As such, the Jewish/”kosher” pickle became a fixture on the Lower East Side, to the point where Heinz made the marketing decision to brand their pickles kosher so they’d sell (even though pretty much all pickles are kosher).

2. Knish

Sorry, folks, there’s nothing Jewish about a knish.  It’s a Russian food that Jews – once again – imported, popularized, and marketed on the street corners of the Lower East Side.  And boy, is it good.

3. Rugelach

I could find absolutely no info about how rugelach became a Jewish food.  Ah, well.  I still highly recommend them.  Especially the ones from the shuk in Jerusalem, warm and fresh out of the oven…mmmmm.  But I digress.

4. Hummus, pita, falafel

Speaking of Israel, I am equally sorry to inform you that hummus, pita, and falafel are not Jewish at all.  More middle-Eastern.  More Lebanese, actually.  But go ahead and indulge, if it makes you happy.

The Peripherally Jewish

1. Mandelbroit

I am going to out this Jewish food right here, right now.  For those of you that haven’t yet noticed, mandelbroit is nothing more or less than Italian biscotti.  Sorry!  I know, it’s like the end of the Wizard of Oz.  Turns out Jewish travelers from Eastern Europe went traveling and discovered this pastry in Italy.  They immediately sniffed out the Jewish benefits: one, it was made without butter – and hence, was pareve – a big perk in kosher dining, especially for special occasions such as Shabbat and holidays when meat or chicken were usually served.  Secondly, and this I’m making up, they last forever.  Because, actually, they’re stale to begin with.  So they brought it back to the shtetl, called it “almond bread” – or mandelbroit in Yiddish.  Voila!  A Jewish pastry is born.

2. Farfel

This is a pasta, not dissimilar to couscous, that you will routinely find in the kosher aisle of your local grocery store.  It became customary to eat this with Shabbat dinner, since its name is similar to the Yiddish “farfallen,” which means “it’s over with, it’s fallen already.”  This was to remind ourselves that once Shabbat begins, the problems, decisions, and stresses of the week are to fall away.

3. Matza ball soup

Ah, that fixture of Jewish cooking.  First let’s talk about the matza balls.  Clearly, this custom began on Passover, when we were looking for just about anything that could be prepped with that bane of Jewish eating: the matza (also to be inexplicably found in your local grocery kosher aisle year-round, possibly due it’s always/never getting stale…see mandelbroit).  In any event, matza balls must’ve been such a hit and as such spread (no pun intended) to the rest of the year’s menu.  What about the soup it is featured in?  Let’s call it what it is: chicken soup.  It’s obvious what’s Jewish about chicken soup: chicken is kosher, so let’s start there.  Many Jews in Eastern Europe could not afford meat, but it didn’t take much in the way of finances or property to buy some chickens and let’s face it, soup is the best method to make a little go a long way.  Hence, chicken soup: a Jewish staple, and the perfect backdrop to those fluffy matza balls, also called by the Yiddish kneidlach (literally, “little kneaded things”).

4. Brisket, pastrami, and the Jewish deli

Brisket IS Jewish, after all. Here’s why: it turns out that not all cuts of beef are kosher.  Jews don’t eat the hindquarters of the animal due to the Biblical story of Jacob wrestling with the angel of Esau (yes, Jews believe in angels) and his thigh being dislocated in the process.  Thus, states the Torah, a Jew is not to partake of the animal’s hindquarter.  Brisket is from the front of the animal and as such is kosher (some are more kosher than others, cough, cough).

Pastrami on rye – Jewish?  Well, pastroma
is a Romanian/Yiddish word for salted brisket cuts – and the Jews,
again, imported and popularized this cut of meat.  They also changed the
name to “pastrami” to be similar to the Italian “salami.”  What was
Jewish about it?  It was from a kosher animal, and a kosher cut, to
boot.  Why did Jews keep delis in the first place?  There were some
kinds of foods (in the technologically simpler age) that one could buy
universally – fish, baked goods, produce – but kosher meat was not one
of them.  The Jews always had to manage that one themselves.  Hence,
Jews opened delis to provide their own meat, and it quickly became the
equivalent of the Irish pub: a place where Jews could gather, talk
Jewish talk, catch up on Jewish news, and just hang out and be Jewish. 
To this day, the “Jewish deli” is a fixture – but make sure your
kosher-style deli is not serving you ham (which is neither kosher nor
kosher-style).  As for rye, I have no idea.

5. Bagels and lox

Bagels were also a regionally Eastern European food, but became popular among the Jews for Saturday night consumption.  It was a religious tradition to cook something new for Saturday night, pursuant to the belief that an “extra soul” was given to us for Shabbat, and departed on Saturday night, and thus, both to “console” ourselves on its departure, and to “escort out” its presence, a new food was cooked and eaten.  Bagels may have become popular because it’s quicker than bread (if you prep the dough prior to Shabbat).  And maybe the extras were readily available for Sunday morning – hence Sunday morning bagels!  As for lox – again, the Jews of Eastern Europe discovered this from the Scandinavians, and considering it (and herring) came from kosher varieties of fish (salmon, carp), it instantly became a favorite.  The way it was prepared was also ideal, since it didn’t need refrigeration.  Some unknown person capped it off with a shmear of cream cheese, the immigrants made it famous in New York, and lo and behold, the bagel became synonymous with the Jew.  Frighteningly, if you google bagels and Jews, expect to be hit with a boatload of virulently anti-semitic literature.  It’s that iconic.

The Super Jewish

1. Kugel

Kugel is a really, really good food.  In High German it means “round things.”  It started as kneaded dumplings and eventually morphed into the baked [insert insufficient translation here, such as pudding and casserole].  Word has it that it is similar to the Hebrew “k’igul” which means “like a circle,” and was intended to replicate the round manna (which is described in Torah sources as “round like a coriander seed”) which we celebrate on Shabbat.  Hence, its centrality on Shabbat and holidays (and random Tuesdays when we’re in the mood…just sayin’).  Why potato kugel specifically?  No special reason other than… it was readily available in Eastern Europe.  Now you can find recipes for all kinds of avant-garde kugel such as butternut squash, broccoli, strawberry and other random items more traditionally called “dessert.”  But that’s the beauty of kugel.  Mix it, bake it round, call it a kugel, and it’s a kugel.  Check out www.www.joyofkosher.com for lots of awesome kugel ideas and recipes.

2. Gefilte fish

Guess what?  The weird jarred stuff in the jelled broth is not up to par.  But let’s discuss why it came to be Jewish.  In halacha (Jewish law), there is a rule that on Shabbat one of the creative labors we refrain from is “sorting/organizing.”  This would apply to eating fish, because you have to sort through the bones to eat the fish.  So them Jews came up with an equally creative solution: grind them bones in with the fish, and cook!  Ha ha!  Then you can pretend there aren’t any bones.  Throw in a carrot and onion, and maybe you won’t even notice them!  No sorting necessary.  Now we got a little smarter: we eliminate the bones entirely, beef it up with a little matza meal/breadcrumbs, and cook.  Me, I buy the frozen raw loaves and I actually bake it.  It’s goooooood.  And very halacha-compliant.  Bon appetit.

3. Braided challah

What makes challah challah?  The braiding, of course.  A braid has many spiritually significant themes.  Here’s one, lifted from aish.com: Part of the preparation for the Shabbat is engaging in melacha,
creative activity. Braiding is creative activity. The braid is a shape
that does not appear in nature. (Ficus trees are hand-braided.) It is a
shape that is made by humans and it is representative of the human
ability to manipulate the raw material of the world. Braiding the
challah strands helps us harness our creative capacities for the purpose
of observing the Shabbat.
I love that.


4. And finally, stuffed cabbage and kreplach


While these foods aren’t inherently Jewy, but merely a regional favorite in Eastern Europe among Jews and non-Jews alike, they were incorporated into Jewish eating on special occasions such as Yom Kippur pre-fast meal; Purim dinner; and Simchat Torah, due to their “wrapped” construction.  This was significant as it symbolized God’s hidden and concealed plan on those spiritual days.

What Jewish foods are your favorites?  Do you know what’s Jewish about them?  Most importantly, are you hungry yet?

Related posts: Read about cholent!

Uncategorized October 28, 2012

Dear Son

Dear Son,

I think the time has come for me to have a very important chat with you.  See, it’s about being Jewish and your future.

I know it doesn’t seem so, but I want to discuss how very important it is for you to marry Jewish.  It’s OK to date any girls, and later, women.  But when it’s time to get serious, please… only Jewish women.  This is a big deal, son.  Don’t let me down.

Dad

Dad,


Not sure how I’ll know till I’m well into the relationship whether it’s “time to get serious.”


Your kid

Dear Son,

If it gets serious, and she’s not Jewish, it’s time to break up.

Dad

Dad.


Seriously??  Is that fair to her?  Or even me?  Are you trying to say I can string her along until it’s no longer convenient for me?  At least give me a good reason to back up your request.


Me

Son,

Life is tough enough.  Keep as many things in common as possible.

Dad

Dad.  


You and mom are both Jewish and still got divorced.

Son,

There were too many Jews killed in the Holocaust.  If you don’t marry Jewish, your kids won’t be Jewish.  We need all the Jews we can get.

Dad.


Bad marketing, there.  Who wants in with the victim?  Blah.

Son,

It’s hard for me to articulate why this is so important.  Being Jewish is part of our identity.

Dad,


How so?  Twice a year?  Grandpa changed our name to sound less Jewish. After my bar mitzvah, we did nothing Jewish most of the year.  Shouldn’t true love trump some silly nostalgia?

Son,

Are you trying to tell me something?

Dad,


It’s too late.  I’m in this relationship already. It’s part of my identity.  Every day… much more than twice a year…

Son…

What could I have done differently?

Uncategorized October 23, 2012

Not For Me

Attachment parenting is not for me.  I don’t like people hanging on me or touching me all the time, and I hate being tethered.  But who knew it was so controversial?

Bad for the kids… bad for the marriage… bad for the mom… are these accusations true?

After reading about Mayim Bialik’s book and other “out there” attachment parents, I decided to analyze my feelings, and here’s the conclusion I came to.  I don’t know if attachment parenting ultimately produces: better or worse kids; kids that are more neurotic or more confident; more exhausted or more serene parents.  All I know is that I couldn’t do it.

What impressed me about Mayim is that she didn’t seem to arrive at this parenting approach emotionally, based on her personality.  She arrived at it, initially, scientifically.

“Writing her Ph.D. thesis on the role of hormones in obsessive-compulsive
disorder in children with a particular genetic condition, Ms. Bialik
thought deeply about the science of human attachment. At the same time,
friends whose attachment-parenting approach she had once found “kooky
town” (“All they talked about was their kid, and their kid was always on
them,” she said) seemed to be getting impressive results.”

(OK, it helped that she “fell in love” with nursing on demand [aaaagh!!].)

So why am I talking about this?

Pull out the words “attachment parenting” and insert “Orthodox Judaism.”

How many people who feel it’s “not for them” feel the need to dis the system?  To prove that it’s flawed?  Its proponents backward?  Its products worse off for the experience?  How rarely have I heard someone admit: “It’s not for me, but I admire it and admire those who are willing to put in the hard work because they consider it a worthwhile system for a better future”?

How much education have the detractors of attachment parenting amassed about what it really means – or is most of the backlash due to ignorance, stereotyping, fear of the unknown and perceived judgment at the hands of adherents?

Recently I posted something about Homecoming on Facebook.  One respondent angrily expressed the social mayhem and damage that ensues from these high school dances.  A friend of mine later commented (in person – yeah, for reals) that this person was obviously a baal teshuvah – one who adopts Torah observance as an adult – who was unpopular in high school.  The assumption was that people arrive at Orthodoxy for emotionally needy reasons.

I reacted by doing something that’s becoming a habit: I lent her a book.  This one was by a popular and cool Jewish guy, a consummate jock and highly successful business person, who nevertheless felt that “something was missing” in his life, and intellectually, philosophically, researched and eventually adopted observant Judaism.

If kosher, Shabbat, and other observances are “not for you” that’s cool.  I get that.  I won’t say I agree, but I, as a detachment parent, get it.  But please don’t feel that you then have to dis the system.  The system exists – has existed – for thousands of years.  Accept it if you wish; accept parts of it if you dare; ignore it if you must.  But try to stay philosophical about the issues.

Uncategorized October 15, 2012

Technique

“You don’t recycle??  Don’t you care about the environment?  How could you not??  It’s not so hard.  Seriously.  There are recycle bins wherever you go these days.  Can I come over to your house and show you how to do it?  I’ll bring the bags and everything.   See you tomorrow!”

“You don’t keep kosher??  Don’t you care about your soul?  How could you not??  It’s not so hard.  Seriously.  There’s kosher stuff available wherever you go these days.  Can I come over to your house and show you how to do it?  I’ll bring the kashering pot and everything.  See you tomorrow!”

Questions:
1. Which conversation really happened?
2. Which is more offensive?
3. Would either inspire you to change your ways?

Uncategorized October 10, 2012

Using Shul

It seems nearly every quasi-affiliated Jew has been on the synagogue quest at some point in his life.  And there are many factors that will go into making this match.  Where are my friends?  Who is the rabbi?  How is the sermon?  How often do I plan on going?  Where is it geographically located?  What are the dues?  Where does my family go?  Am I looking for Hebrew school?  What is involved for bnei mitzvah?

But I’ve seen a huge chasm in what people are looking for and what they find, and when people begin learning about shul (which is Yiddish for synagogue) and prayer and what that all involves, they will often find themselves and their families in a huge quandary that even they themselves don’t really understand.

The way I see it, there are two ways to use shul.

#1: Shul is a place to come and be Jewish as a family.  We come as a family.  We sit as a family.  How often we come depends on many things, but it’s a very important part of our Jewish expression to be there, in that Jewish space, doing Jewish things, as a Jewish family.

Also, it’s our Jewish community. With the rabbi/cantor as the leader, we, the flock (so to speak) are led, inspired, and are a family, supporting each other, attending one another’s simchas, and being Jewish together.

Having not grown up “using shul” in this way, I am not really qualified to determine what questions would be asked in this quest, so maybe you, my readers, can fill me in.

#2: Shul is a place to daven (pray).  It is a place to talk to God.  It is important not to bring young children who could disturb the main goal, which is to talk to God.  Coming on time is important, because I don’t want to miss the opportunity to… talk to God.

The rabbi may or may not be my spiritual mentor; it’s OK if he’s not, because I can access spiritual mentors elsewhere.  The other attendees may or may not be my Jewish community, which is OK, because I choose the shul based on my ability to pray effectively there.  Those factors might include: do they start/end on time?  Who leads the prayers – do I find it inspiring and a motivator to have more concentration in my prayers?  Is there chit-chat during the service or do people understand why they are there?  Is it slow or fast?  Some people find that a faster clip makes it easier to concentrate and to remain a faithful (ha ha) attendee.  Others find that a slower pace allows them to slow down and really get into it.

Is there a lot of singing?  For some, it’s too long-winded (hello, ADHD).  For others, it really sets their souls aloft, allowing them to be moved, sometimes even to tears, by the words and melodies.  People tend to join in spontaneously and organically, with a layperson leading the service, as opposed to a designated, professional cantor, because everyone in the room is supposed to be talking to God, in his/her own conversation.

***

Many a family has been stuck because one member of the family is using shul in way #1 and the other, in way #2.  Shuls, too, are often plagued by the rift, as some people bring young children to shul and others find it a distraction/annoyance.  Some come early, others just for kiddush.  Some want to pray, some come to schmooze.  Is this a problem?

How do you use shul? 

Uncategorized September 27, 2012

Break-fast Question

(A mini-post)
I discovered a tradition that non-Orthodox Jews are much more religious about than Orthodox Jews:
Yom Kippur break-fast.
NOJ’s: explain how this ritual works, who comes, who cooks?  Is it like Rosh Hashanah dinner sort of thing?  What is usually served?  How do you decide when to start?  I’m so curious.
Cuz we just sort of warm up what we find or scramble some eggs.  No company.  Too tired.
(PS: I never even heard the word pronounced quite that way till I met my non-Orthodox friends.)
Uncategorized September 12, 2012

Shanah Tova and Blogging Break

Wishing all of my readers a happy, healthy sweet new year.
May all your prayers be answered for the good.
May forgiveness be sought and granted.
May the new start provide motivation and hope.
I’ll be back in about a month.
Till then, shana tova!