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jareckiworld · 4 months
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Pedro Friedeberg — Kant's Kindergarten (acrylic and ink on board, 1973)
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jewish-culture-is · 2 months
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Mexican Jewish culture is having taco night on Shabbat
taco night!!
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I went to my university's (early)Hanukkah party today and the event itself was lively and fun but something happened as I arrived that still bothers me.
The important thing to note is that I am Mexican American, and a student receptionist for the event space that knew I was Mexican American made an offhanded comment that just blows my mind. She had originally asked me if I was Jewish, than she mentioned "but I've seen you at Latine events/organizations on campus, I've never met any Mexican Jewish person before." That in itself isn't that bad in my own opinion, but I tried to politely explain the Jews did indeed end up in Mexico through the Diaspora and there are Mexican Jewish people. I made a comment specifically about how Sephardic Jews ended up in Spain after being in Israel and from there eventually ended up in Mexico, although the Spanish largely either forcefully converted or killed a lot of the Sephardic Jewish people. She proceeded to tell me "Well that means they're not Mexican because they're invaders and we(Mexicans) are indigenous. They can't be both."
This other student is a very vocal political/social justice activist and all I could think in that moment was how could she possibly deny one's ability to be both Mexican and Jewish at the same time? Why was she so quick to want to shut down the statement that Mexican Jewish people even exist? More comments were made and I just felt so uneasy trying to finish signing in for this Hanukkah party that I had really been looking forward to and I just can't really forget the way she could so easily deny my ability to have both identities at the same time.
I suppose I will always struggle with taking pride in both cultures, as time and time again it seems to be something that non-jews can't understand as they mostly view Jews as white Ashkenazism only as well as the Pro-Palestine movement has definitely been bringing some people to believe the idea that all Jews are white and are racist through social media. The only people I can really talk to are my family and other Jewish people but this just felt like such a huge slap in the face as a convert that also struggles with feeling white-washed in Hispanic spaces due to my family living in America for 5 generations and assimilating in a lot of ways. Just venting I guess.
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nuagederose · 4 months
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an ode to my status as an amateur baker! from the top left across and then zigzagged downward:
chocolate soufflé
passionfruit mousse
blueberry muffins
black garlic chocolate mousse
olive oil cake
matcha cookies
coconut sugar caramelized plantains
brownies + blondies
smith island cake (state cake of maryland)
napoleon (“who’s he to get a cake?”)
pineapple upside down cake
prickly pear and passionfruit “high desert” cake (courtesy of yours truly—because i got tired of the pistachio and raspberry combination; variations are prickly pear and apple, and prickly pear and blood orange)
ube cookies
a stick of butter
rye bread (a favorite)
apple pie with vanilla ice cream (another favorite)
pomegranate parfait
mexican hot chocolate
hamantaschen
apple cider donuts
strawba-ba-ba-ba-berry shortcake
lemon meringue pie
”a tour of the west coast” cake (should i ever partake in a competition): blackberry/lemon for the “washington”/top tier (huckleberry can also stand in for the blackberry); marionberry/vanilla for the “oregon”/middle tier; and orange/almond for the “california”/bottom tier
chocolate babka (an absolute favorite)
bacon and cheese rolls (an ABSOLUTE favorite)
spice cake (one of my favorite things in the world)
sufganiyot
carrot cake
and last but not least, devil’s food cake
ig: badmotorartist
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somepancakeonline5377 · 2 months
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Nothing like HCing my favorite characters be the same race as me cuz I say so<333
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rotzaprachim · 1 year
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the secret rogue one wedding scene but jyn and cassian’s chuppah was held by bodhi and chirrut and baze and k2so, who kept threatening to drop it so that the ceremony would be cut off. of course it couldn’t be a stationary chuppah - their home is their friends and family, of course their wedding would have to be something that moved with them. and under the chuppah jyn and cassian each continued their favorite hobby of circling each other but seven times, now, for the days of Creation. and they got married wrapped in a tallit an old woman gave Cassian - not someone he knew, not someone he’d ever met before, but a woman who saw his face and heard him speak and wanted to know if he was of kenari, yes, she recognised his accent, she thought he looked like a little curly-haired boy she’d once seen tucked under his father’s tallit at the massive Kenari kol nidre services- it would mean nothing more to her than for her own tallit that once was tied away under her clothing as she ran to be used for an occaision of joy. 
and the cloth on their chuppah was one the rebels embroidered collectively in the styles of kenari and fest and ferrix and alderaan and everywhere to be Remembered, and they used the thread from their uniforms and the thread frayed from stolen imperial flags to stitch a new pattern of leaves and flowers and roots. and jyn’s vows had something from megillat ruth, certainly - “Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. Thus and more wil the LORD do to me, if anything but death parts me from you.” and they broke the glass for the destruction of the temple in Yerushalaim and for the shards of the homelands they carry with them everywhere, for the sorrow carried by survivors even amidst the sweetness of life. 
and there was definitely at least one full on band, and dancing in the streets. cassian said he wanted a small ceremony but melshi (ride or die) was like, hundereds of people were willing to die on your word, how many people do you think would come to your WEDDING???? so there were at least five hundred people and it lasted until well into the next morning, but before then, after the ceremony, while the band was just starting to warm up, cassian and jyn scampered into an old engine room for the yichud and she tucked her head into his shoulder in the moment of peace and he welcomed her home. And one of the gifts they got from their wedding was a mezuzah and cassian asked if she wanted to affix it to the door of their rebellion-assigned quarters or the side of one of the requisitioned ships but she said no, no, if it was alright she’d rather he take it with him until there was some point there could be a doorframe that was theirs permanently to mark as their home 
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boxwinebaddie · 1 month
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i'm sorry but everyone actually has to know that if ravesey ever get married in a formal ceremony ( which, oh my god, is this real??? hello ) ravenstan totally got up on stage and crimson dawn dropped the Hardest punk rock cover of kiss me by sixpence none the other...Ever
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our-lord-satanas · 1 month
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DEITY PLAYLISTS
NOTE: I��LL BE UPDATING THIS POST TO ADD MORE DEITY PLAYLISTS OVER TIME.
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BAPHOMET: (coming soon)
CERBERUS: https://spotify.link/f44IAQvhpIb
FREYA / FREJYA: https://spotify.link/0Xz3jVhcuIb
FENRIR: https://spotify.link/A6Gsw7h9wIb
HECATE / HEKATE: https://spotify.link/vAo5XvJv8Hb
HADES: https://spotify.link/EzJSJF8LiIb
HEL: https://spotify.link/ZRpXe9gx8Hb
LOKI: https://spotify.link/wf8L21nnkIb
LUCIFER: https://spotify.link/cedfhNd9wIb
LILITH: https://spotify.link/5VTI3Awv8Hb
NYX: https://spotify.link/7eRbqQ5XwIb
PERSEPHONE: (coming soon)
SKÖLL AND HATI: https://spotify.link/gNMQIVXXwIb
SANTA MUERTE: (coming soon)
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hazardworld · 1 year
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Steve and the very party holidays
Just thinking about Steve having a really shitty holiday experience as a kid: his parents/extended family is Catholic (dad: Irish-American/mom: French), so he got first communion and they went to the big holiday services, but that was about it.
Just little ol’ baby Steve sitting in mass for an hour or two, then going home for presents, most of which were trendy “boy toys” he didn’t really care for. Also, he could easily tell they were easily things his dad’s assistant knew were the most popular, not things he was actually interested in.
Every few years or so, his parents would have a party: either Christmas or New Years, but it was always fancy, and Steve had to wear itchy uncomfortable clothing, and try not to get distracted, and there was always way too much wine.
(Apparently, you never went to a Christmas party without bringing wine)
When Steve started middle school, they’d leave on Christmas Eve, tell him to go to mass (by the time he had the means to, he’d lost the belief in a god anyway), and to have a good time. Also, Santa wasn’t real, apparently.
So he learned how to cook and how to take care of himself and the house, and it was fine. It wasn’t great, but it could be far worse, so it was fine. He was lucky: he had a house with paid bills, he’d eventually get a car, and he had the means of feeding himself without worries. It wasn’t ideal, but yeah, he could live with it.
So imagine senior Steve, (forcibly) invited to Machiavelli family Christmas by Dustin (I could make a whole post on why my cultural headcannons are what they are but I’m italian american and i DEF see more IA hendersons then IA harringtons) who shows up dressed in that same, stupidly itchy clothing with wine, only to be told by Claudia that he’s much too formal. The wine is taken, and he’s handed a pair of Claudia’s (clean) sweatpants and a very soft green sweater with a santa hat on it.
It’s only once he’s in the backseat with Dustin that he realizes all their sweaters match, and 30 minutes later at the “family house” that apparently every branch of their family has their own different sweaters. Not only that, but Steve gets introduced not as Dustin’s babysitter, but as his brother.
Steve is confused, because aren’t Christmas parties supposed to be all stuffy and boring but also nerve wracking because everything’s too overwhelming but if Steve shows it he’ll get punished? 
Christmas parties aren’t laughter and coziness and friends and family all together (as the party continued, Steve met people and realized who was introduced as wouldn’t’ve mattered: everyone here, blood or not were treated like family).
Steve thinks it’s a one time thing, but he’s expected every year from then out: Dustin reported the Aunts agreed he was the best child-wrangler they’d ever seen, and Claudia said it was refreshing to have help bringing in her offerings for the large buffet. The next year it’s all the same but different, and Steve loves it.
Then comes Christmas 1986.
No one can leave Hawkins quite yet: the final gates have yet to close, though it should happen before the end of the new school year. For now, everyone’s stranded with what they can ship in or make themselves.
After the earthquake, Steve moved into the guest room of the Henderson’s place. They still used the mansion for party gatherings, but his parents made it clear they were never returning, and Steve had more happy memories with Dustin and Claudia then in the too-large expanse.
Once Max woke up, she moved in too: the government hush money was plenty enough to make Dustin’s bed into a bunk. Claudia even started calling them “her twins” after they formed a platonic codependency rivaling Steve and Robin’s.
The four of them spend Christmas together: Max gets her own sweater knit, and they even get some extra tinsel to wrap up her arm crutches and wheelchair for the days she needs them. 
There’s no Machiavelli family that year, but Claudia teaches Steve the family lasagna recipe, and they open gifts to the sounds of “Charlie Brown Christmas” in the background.
Steve doesn’t think it can really get much better.
The evening of December 26 is a whirlwind.
The four get to the mansion early to set up. Plus, Steve has to make his Ratatouille, and Claudia has to heat up Dustin’s baked ziti, as well as the 10 different side dishes she did not sign up to make but insisted on, anyway.
The party’s at 6, but both the Munsons and the Byers-Hopper’s show up at 5:45, saying they were there in case anyone needed help. They both bring latkes, but since Eddie’s a terrible cook (other than sandwiches, eggs, or freezer meals) his are burnt. Luckily, Joyce is kind, and says theirs can count for both.
Argyle (who stayed just long enough to be included in the mandatory staying in Hawkins notice) made homemade flautas, while Hopper and El brought Eggos, since that’s all they could agree upon making.
The rest of the group arrives after that, though slightly later. Robin claims this is her fault, since apparently she got to the store way too late. She brought kringle (If you don’t know what kringle is go to trader joe’s or racine wisconsin it’s so worth it). 
She also brought Max’s haggis: Max didn’t want anyone else in the house knowing what she was making, and Robin was the only one who let her use her parent’s kitchen to make it.
Lucas and Erica brought self-decorate-able christmas sweater speculaas cookies (that Lucas baked himself, thank you) and keep fighting over who gets to carry what. Erica said the tupperware is too warm, but she also doesn’t want the sticky frostings.
Nancy made things non-negotiable: since Mike wasn’t driving, he got the heavy crockpot of Swedish meatballs, while she got the casserole pan of shepherds pie.
Somehow, Murray also slipped in with risotto and various boozes. How? Steve didn’t really care, but it was wonderful getting to see his extended family, per se, coming together for the beauty of it all, and sharing each other’s cultures and traditions.
After food, everyone watches as Will and Eddie light the first Hanukkah candle (in 1986 Hanukkah started on dec 26!) together, and after that they all open their gifts to each other.
It’s a bit of a free-for-all after that: Dustin and Erica hopped up on sugar together is a nightmare, Argyle, Johnathan, and Will (apparently) got high while starfishing on the living room floor, Nancy found the wine cellar and started “taste testing,” Max and Mike started a hate-fueled tournament on Max’s new video game which Mike keeps trying to double the rounds for so he can win, and Robin and Eddie hopped up on sugar together is another nightmare. Steve’s only peace are the adults, plus Lucas and El who are quietly chatting and painting each other’s nails in the corner.
By the end of the evening, everyone saunters off the rooms, and Steve can’t be happier at the aftermath: the house that once encapsulated stuffy, sad, even disheartening memories now became somewhere where Steve could actually say his family had all been in.
And shit: Steve realized he had a family.
Wasn’t that a thought.
He was so fucking happy.
Fin.
(If any culture thing was wrong shout me out I wanna change it)
(also i wrote this at 4am sorry for typos and stuff)
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kemetic-dreams · 1 year
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blurrymango · 8 months
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Sydel would be Br*tish in the real world and Maria would be Fr*nch in the real world and I think it's important for this information to be known.
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jareckiworld · 3 months
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Pedro Friedeberg — Trantamorphic Decapitations (ink and acrylic on wood panel, 1978)
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charade4peace · 6 months
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Jet Set Radio Oc.
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Luv, a young woman from Spain, grew up in a family with very few resources. She learned early in life how important it is to stay positive and spread love wherever she goes. As she grew up, she became more interested in the hippie lifestyle, and decided to pursue her passion for music and art.
Luv is a strong and independent woman who isn't afraid to speak her mind. She believes in the power of positive thoughts and actions, and wants to bring peace and love to the world. She is creative and curious, and always looks for ways to express herself through her music
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Mexican-Jewish Cultural Festival vs. Robot Riot
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ravenkings · 9 days
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jasontoddssuper · 1 year
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A Kiribakujirou redraw of this👀?
@kyojurolover @red-riot-gives-you-wings
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