Happy New Year
It’s Rosh Hashanah. And thanks to the miracle of scheduled postings, you will see this on one of the three high holy days where I’m supposed to do no work whatsoever. However, since I only really celebrate two of them, and even then will drive almost thirty minutes each way to temple, you can probably guess I adopt a pretty liberal interpretation of the word “work.”
Still, I’m going to respect the spirit of the holiday. So I’m going to do something a little bit different.
Had I really gotten ahead of myself, I could have written about the Rosh Hashanah in a bit more detail. How the celebration of the new year comes in advance of the Day of Atonement. I could have mentioned the symbols of the holiday meal. Some might even be curious about what I’m really required to do in the next few days and the spiritual significance of the season.
But I’m going to do none of that. Maybe next year. Because I did not quite plan far enough in advance.
Instead I’ve assembled some of my favorite Jewish themed posts from the past. Now you may be thinking, “I thought all of your posts were Jewish themed.” And that’s sweet. But I was talking specifically about the ones which are about Jewish food.
Hope you’re not hungry, because here’s the list:
Chopped liver
Corned beef or pastrami sandwiches
Potato knishes
Cel-Ray soda
Egg creams
Potato latkes
Creamed herring
Full-sour pickles
Bagels
The next high holy day is Yom Kippur. Lucky for you it’s on a Saturday, so it won’t preempt your regularly scheduled fresh fussy content.
In the meantime, remember this: never pass up the chance for a celebration.
So with that in mind, happy new year! I wish you all the best, peace and prosperity, health and happiness, joy and contentment. May your 5772 make 5771 seem like 5770.
I was at the Kosher Chopper ordering deli. I asked for cole slaw and while he headed over there he stopped to make sure I didn’t want the healthy slaw. “No, the real cole slaw. Jews like fat…there’s nothing healthy about Jewish food,” I told him. We chatted for a bit longer and when I told him that chicken fat was considered a food group by Jews, he asked if he could be an honorary member.
I suppose eating fat is a more rewarding way to do it than having a circumcision.
Happy New Year!