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tried making zucchini latkes, forgot to add the potato starch, made scrambled zucchini. tasted delicious.
i forgot what a pain hand grating is
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i forgot what a pain hand grating is
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ok other jewish people do not get mad at me. I had matzo ball soup for the first time (born and raised sephardic so I never ate it growing up) and I do not get the hype. it had an amazing texture but the flavor was lacking. it was made kosher for passover, and I have no idea if thats better or worse than not kosher for passover matzo ball soup. please tell me if I just had a shitty soup experience or if it really is that bland and boring.
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Chag kasher vsamaech!
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actually the worst part of apologizing when you weren’t actually wrong is when the other person isnt even gracious about accepting your apology
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The Four Children
The Passover Haggadah speaks of four children: the wise, the wicked, the simple, and the one who does not know how to ask
The wise child asks: What form does the hatred of our people take? And you shall answer them: There they called us capitalists, here they call us communists. To some, we are Middle Eastern foreigners, to others, the whitest of white. We are miserly aristocracy and/or beggars on the street, we are whatever is convenient to hate. We are always on trial. We never know what for.
The wicked child asks: What have you done to deserve all of this hatred? And you will answer them: Being a people is no crime by any metric worth considering. And there is nothing more my birthright than refusing to bow down.
The simple child asks: What is this? And you shall answer them: We are so much more than a memory of history. We dance even as the glass shatters. We know pain as thick as honey and we know happiness as sweet, we are, and always remain, Solomon’s riddle and the answer to Samson’s. We stand as angels. We are no ghosts.
And for the child who does not know how to ask You will tell them: Look, my dear, this is your birthright. The wind howls softer than you. We have known so many unmarked graves, but still, we name the living. There is nothing to a home but a family and books and I swear to you, my child, that the Alef-Bet will form the words even when your tongue stumbles.
@glassheartedboy
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Jumblr, important question.
Do you like matzah?
I know to the more sane ones among us the very notion that matzah is tasty or good may sound preposterous. And yet, somehow, such baffling humans, who enjoy burnt-tasting dried flour-water paste exist.
So yeah I was just wondering :)
I mean like, the regular kind. Not fancy egg matzah or whatever.
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Started spiralling so hard i had to make apple compote
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Two days and two baths later and there is still glitter eyeshadow in his hair. Truly a wonder.
highly recommend colourpops eye shadows, they're so pigmented that when your toddler uses it to paint the floor those adorable gold handprints will last for days!!
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highly recommend colourpops eye shadows, they're so pigmented that when your toddler uses it to paint the floor those adorable gold handprints will last for days!!
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does tumblr know about Hassidic EDM because I think it should
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Help save the Yiddish Translation Fellowship Program
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I wanted to ask my followers and fellow language enthusiasts to donate to the Yiddish Book Center so that they can continue to train translators and make Yiddish literature accessible (or at least share this post if possible) 🐐
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Laurence Salzmann, "I Remember Them Now" (The last Jews of Radauti, Romania, 1974)
"Laurence Salzmann's works from Romania in the mid-1970s are among his most celebrated projects, especially The Last Jews of Rădăuți and La Baie/Bath Scenes. With I Remember them Now, Salzmann returns to this period of his career, and for the first time presents the fuller account of what he saw then: the shared lifeworld of Jews and Romanians as it unfolds in family homes, businesses, marketplaces, synagogues and shtibbels, churches, roadsides and yards. It is a world now largely lost, but not merely so. "There it was, word for word,' writes the poet Wallace Stevens, 'The poem that took the place of a mountain.' And here it is, picture for picture, the town now a vision in the mind's eye. - Jason Francisco, essayist / photographer
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a new print of a jewish woman from djerba. the background is based on traditional plates. it'll be a two-color print, currently working out how to properly align the blocks haha
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In honor of Leonard Nimoy’s 93rd birthday, I’d like to shine a light on a couple of his lesser known roles: those of Rashi and Maimonides, two great Rabbis in Jewish history.
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Nimoy hugely influenced me not only by his portrayal of Spock, but through the ways he showed the world his Judaism without fear, and with nothing but love and pride.
Happy heavenly birthday, Mr. Nimoy. May your memory be a blessing. 🖖🏻
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Remember that time the New York Times wrote that a community with a large Muslim population that provided women’s-only hours at a public pool was a “model of inclusion” and “blueprint for successful economic and cultural integration” (article)
…….and then a few months later wrote that women’s-only hours at a public pool in a heavily Orthodox Jewish community were causing the pool to be “unmoored from the laws of New York City and the Constitution, and commonly held principles of fairness and equal access” and that the policy is “unfortunate” with “a strong odor of religious intrusion into secular space” (article)?
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