Post 610 : Baltimore Jewish and Black history: Joining A Wedding in the bride’s home. Speaking about dating norms with Israeli men, young and old. New Hapoel Jerusalem, team now returned to ownership by its fans.

Your friend (Ida Farkash) has read the article, “An Orthodox synagogue and a Black church search for shared history with a walk through a once-integrated neighborhood” on and thought you might enjoy it.

Please click below to access the article:

Wedding in Jerusalem: Ceremony took place on a porch in a historic building of the Ottoman rule, built in 1908 to house the Vaad (Rabbincal Council of Nachlaot).

Lovely antique clock at the bride’s home.

This holiday past. Israelis made Tu B’av into a “VALENTINE’S DAY “.Dumb

I had fun with some young people Tuesday night. Went out alone to a neighborhood restaurant bar, Chakrah in Gan Ha Atztmaot. Evening air was perfectly refreshing. Actually didn’t want to be indoors at the bar because of Corona. The place was packed. The owners squeezed many tables outdoors.

Basically only the waiters were wearing masks. I decided this was a good venue to casually ask about dating norms. The variables in my study are income and age. The restaurant is NOT KOSHER.

I brought a container of coconut water. I just try not to eat after 7 or 8 PM until 12 PM the following day.

The maitre de was perfectly ok with my drink. He took my temperature and I looked over the crowd. There were 4 guys in their 20’s sitting on high chairs next to the entrance. They looked like they had consumed a few glasses of wine.

It is the practise of Israelis to go to America for part of the year and work in the home moving industry. I think this unreported activity is not approved for visitors but they manage to make this a major source of their income.

We started to chat while I was waiting for a seat. One fellow at the table worked in a family business in America. Many also work in shopping malls in those quasi businesses that line the halls, like the ubiquitous helium balloon kiosks.

We chatted a bit further. I still didn’t have a seat. Israelis like to show off their English and knowledge of American Jewish communities. That’s usually the icebreaker.

I wanted to know about how young male/female Israelis meet their potential dates. The consensus among young Jerusalemites is, whether at bar or even on the street, the guy walks up a girl, takes her cell phone number and they basically have each others numbers, and he’ll try to reach her and actively show interest in her.

By this time the waiter brought me a chair to stay outside and the young guys and I continued to chat. The waiter brought over a glass with ice cubes. After 5 minutes, he escorted me to a table up front. I waved goodbye to the young guys in my sample. After a minute or two I was invited to join two older guys up front next to the mellow band. Their table was next to mine.

One a bit older than the other, was Marcus Gershkowitz, the owner of Anjelica Restaurant, on King David Street considered the best restaurant in Jerusalem. He invited me to try the faire.

He is a big promoter of the renamed Jerusalem soccer team with the manager Ziv Arie, at his side. I had my container of coconut water because I don’t eat after 7 or 8. They tried to tempt me with a creme Brulet concoction. Marcus was not impressed with coconut water.

Arie remarked that he and Marcus had just now in renamed the Hapoel Yerushalayim soccer team.20200723_191223.jpg

The photo shows some of the Saturday night demonstrators on their way to Balfour Street. The restaurant Chakra is beyond the bushes.

A little history: As you know soccer is Israel’s national sport. Each city league draws from the local communities, often very poor.

Football club Hapoel Jerusalem was founded in 1926. The team belonged to the “Histadrut”, Israel’s organization of workers unions, and represented Socialist values. In 1957, the team advanced for the first time to the top Israeli league. Throughout the 1960s and 1970s, the years known as the “golden era” of the team, “Hapoel” outperformed and outnumbered in spectators city rivals , Betar Jerusalem, – a team associated with the right-leaning “Revisionist” movement. The most important achievement in the history of the club was winning the Isreal State Cup in 1973. Privitization did not fare well for the team.

Since the 1980s, “Hapoel” has lost its lead to Beitar Jerusalem. The team spent the 1980s and 1990s swinging between the 1st and 2nd leagues. Eventually, it was purchased by businessman Yossi Sassi, in 1993, who appointed his friend, Victor Yona, as chairman. Since the late 1990s, the two got into various disputes and legal proceedings, and the team changed hands back and forth between the two.

After the 2006–07 season, in which the team dropped for the second time to the 3rd league, and after years of searching for someone to buy Hapoel Jerusalem, disenchanted fans, extremely dissatisfied with the management, resolved to create a company with the aim of purchasing the club. When it became evident that reaching such a deal was impossible, they decided to start an alternative team.

The group, led by journalist Uri Shedadsky and supported by then future mayor Nir Barkat, bought Apoel MaMivaserret/Abu Gosh (which was founded in 2004 by a merger of two clubs by those names and renamed it “Hapoel Katamon/Mevasseret Zion” The new name was taken from Katamon, a neighborhood of Jerusalem where Hapoel Jerusalem played from 1954 until moving to the YMCA stadium and later on to the Teddy Stadium in the early 1990s.

The first game was played October 19, 2007, to a crowd of 3,000;

Not all of Hapoel Jerusalem fans supported this move; some believed that creating Katamon was “betraying” the team. A popular slogan among the critics was “love can’t be bought for a 1,000 Shekels”, a reference to the membership price. However, the number of spectators at Katamon matches has steadily outnumbered that of Hapoel Jerusalem.

Eventually, it was decided by a vote of member-fans to end the cooperation with Hapoel Mevasseret, and instead establish a new club altogether. The advantages of this move were that the new club was untied to the management of Hapoel Mevasseret, was owned and operated by Hapoel Katamon fans alone, and since it was based in Jerusalem, could be supported by the municipality. The main disadvantage was that a newly created team must start out at ligations Gimmel, the 5th division.

The new club, named “Hapoel Katamon Jerusalem”, started playing in late September 2009 at the Hebrew University Stadium at Givat Ram, Jerusalem. The new management form consists of 3 representatives elected by the fans. Amir Gola, a team icon, returned from retirement as a former captain of Hapoel Jerusalem to be captain of the new team. Throughout the 2008/2009 season Hapoel Katamon had a steady lead, and it finished first in the league, advancing to Liga Bet. The final home-match was played to an estimated crowd of 4,000.

For the 2009–10 season, the team reinforced with numerous new players, most notably Shai Aharon, who was Hapoel Jerusalem’s captain for several years, including the 2008–09 season. the Aharon’s decision may help cement Katamon’s future as “the true Hapoel Jerusalem”.

Throughout the 2009–10 season in Liga Bet, Hapoel Katamon had a steady lead, and it finished first in the league, advancing to Liga Alef. At that season, the club had also established a youth branch and some of the youth teams managed to advance a league for their first season.

In May 2020, during the 2019-2020, the club’s Council decided to rename the club’s name to Hapoel Jerusalem, and changed the logo accordingly. On August 9, 2020 the club has been officially recreated, as Hapoel Katamon renamed to Hapoel Jerusalem.

As soon as I sat down Marcus offered me a season membership for 1000 sh, gives you a seat to two games during the season. That’s about $250. “There are 100 owners and you will be the 101st”.

Not a lot by American standard, with 33 to 36 matches. That’s about $7.00 a ticket. No tickets are sold the day of the game. Only subscribers. Really membership owned.

On Shabat? No, they don’t play on Shabat, only during the week. This makes sense because the workday could end for many at 4. the guys are itching to get out from behind a desk. They take a gym bag along and maybe still play. and then end the evening at a game and manage not to see the wife at all. Bingo.

When I mentioned that basketball was my sport, they both groaned. Ziv, age 49 admitted that until 6 years ago he played soccer semi/pro including a 6 hour regimen. Remember, soccer players run up and down the court numerous times. 43 is beyond the age of a football, baseball or basketball player.

The conversation got around to keeping fit. Ziv was relatively trim. He admitted to gaining a few kilos since joining management. And by 62 a guy who was trim in the army can be obese, just by gaining a kilo a year. This was discussed over eating pastry.

He declared, now I don’t exercise, I did it for 6 hours a day my whole life until a few years ago. Now is where the humour comes in. I revealed that I was trying to understand the norms of Israeli dating.

I asked my question, when they were single did they chase after a woman that they were interested in? Call them, etc. They had some funny answers. Both said that they never chased after a women. THE WOMEN chased after them, including their wives. I am not surprised because I heard this from a man recently, twice divorced. And Ziv was very proud of his inclination.

Tziv Arie went on to reveal how this attitude impacts on his philosophy of life. He said, “The young man works hard, he comes home, he has no energy to chase a woman. He wants to sit down on the sofa and not move, be served food and drink ( not beer), and watch soccer. He said that he never gets up even to play with his little kids.” He seems to run his home to his liking.

I am reminded of my French teacher, Miss Brenner, in 8th grade, who never rose from her seat. She looked straight ahead and gave oral instruction to a roomful of quivering adolescents. Her method was to throw out a question, and before one could finish a sentence she was on to the next victim.

The next day, I needed to purchase protective glasses. I asked David the owner of one of the large hardware stores on Agrippas Street, the same question. I know David for 12 years, and he has helped numerous times. He said they were lying. If the lady is worth it a man would do everything, necessary to win her over. And the man is afraid to show emotions. He has a reputation to keep as a strong, independent guy.

So what’s the takeaway?

I think the urge to chase a woman diminishes with age, so much so that by the time a man reaches 60 or 70 he is ready to hang up his cleats if he not already done so 40 years before. And if he didn’t chase a woman as a youngster then he’s not going to suddenly start.

If the man is successful and single a long time another factor kicks in.

He asks himself, “If I show interest and emotional investment I’ll have to put out money to court the lady. But if the woman chases me she can’t have expectations that I’ll be showering her with gifts.” For the independent woman, if she regards herself as the prize, she may be just that, left alone at 31 on the shelf.

It ain’t simple. To be continued.

Post 621: Continuing saga: events that may have been our focus loose their importance in retrospect. Two items, bittersweet

Remember when you felt like your boss or teacher was picking on you? And maybe there were spies looking at you so you didn’t get out of line? I’ll continue this discussion. But first a little fun and something to elevate your mood.  I’ll save this for next post.

By Annie O (British NHF must be name  for British Health System?)


All baby boomers
All bra burners
Those of us with disabilities
 Those with Corona vulnerabilities
Whopee we are the vacinatees
 Now we can do as we please
(Not quite-need masks) 
Now is our time
No longer in our prime
So we throw off our masks
Along with our sensible pasts
And learn how to misbehave
 ‘Trip the light fantastic’ and RAVE

Throw away your Zimmer frame
Let Covid 19 take the blame
We have been sheltering far too long
 Now is our turn for our autumn song
Along with a boogie or two
 Whatever arthritic hips still can do

 Give the poor NHS a chance
To see us celebrate and dance
No need for an oxygen mask
 Surely its not too much to ask
Life expectancy is so shallow
 When death lurks in the shadows

Covid 19 stamped MADE IN CHINA
Symbol of evil, major not minor
 Previously a symbol of poor quality
 Exported plague with fearsome ability
To infect the world as we knew it
 To affect both poor and affluent

Now us vaccinated oldies
 Cannot be the youths worries
Go forth, build a kinder world
Treasure your life and be bold
 Abandon the cursed Chinese
 Learn the Covid lesson of priorities

What couldn’t we bear to abandon
 Family, friends, fun and freedom
 Economic rebirth will come to pass
That’s not something that ever lasts
It’s the four f’s that matters most
 It’s the four F stamp that is life’s boast

 Meanwhile excuse us our second go
Because death is our only foe
 So watch out world, here we come
 Vaccination allows us our fun

We feared life meant incarceration  Now we oldies can lead the nation.

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Post 620: The Kindness story: a parallel to Chanukah

One arrives in Israel and there are no symbols of Christian holidays on the outside of the churches.

I turned to Eartha Kitt Santa Baby. That will perk you up.

CHANUKAH IS a holiday which is very bittersweet. Most if us are alone.

Alone Together: 14 Ideas for a Virtual Holiday. From What’s Your Grief.

In a year of unprecedented loss, there is a fair chance that facing the holidays is filling you with dread. If so, you’re not alone. More than ever, this year people are thinking about traditions that will have to shift or won’t happen at all. After a year of distancing and isolation, the thought of a holiday without the usual family togetherness may feel like a difficult pill to swallow. We have heard many people asking for virtual holiday celebration ideas if you can’t be with your family for the holiday. There are no brilliant plans that will make things feel ‘normal’ in a world that is anything but. But we do have some creative ideas that can allow you to feel close with family when you can’t be together for the holiday. Below is our list, but click the full article for details on each on suggestion.

1. Have a Virtual Holiday Meal

2. Have a Sides and Dessert Exchange

3. Have a Recipe Exchange

4. Teach the Family Recipes

5. Play (Virtual) Games

6. Plan a ‘Christmas or Hanukkah in July’

7. Use the Virtual Holiday Time to Create Something as a Family – a collective photo album, an oral history, or something else creative!

8. Have a Ginger Bread House Making Competition

9. Watch a Holiday Movie ‘Together’

10. Create New Traditions

11. Have a Virtual White Elephant Gift Exchange.

12. Skip the Meal – have a virtual holiday “tasting party”

13. Create a Family Gratitude Video or Have a Gratitude Zoom

14. Have a Memory Show-and-Tell

AND feelings to describe grief.

So, without further ado, from the same site, grief makes me feel . . .

  • Abandoned
  • Afraid
  • Alienated
  • Alive
  • Alone
  • Angry
  • Anguished
  • Anxious
  • Bereft
  • Betrayed
  • Brave
  • Broken
  • Compassionate
  • Complicated
  • Conflicted
  • Confused
  • Connected
  • Crazy
  • Dead Inside
  • Defeated
  • Depersonalized
  • Depleted
  • Depressed
  • Despairing
  • Desperate
  • Different
  • Directionless
  • Disbelief
  • Disconnected
  • Disoriented
  • Drowning
  • Empathetic
  • Empty
  • Frustrated
  • Grateful
  • Grounded
  • Guilty
  • Gutted
  • Heartbroken
  • Heavy
  • Helpless
  • Hollow
  • Hopeful
  • Hopeless
  • Human
  • Impatient
  • Inadequate
  • Incomplete
  • Indifferent
  • In pain
  • Insane
  • Insecure
  • Invincible
  • Invisible
  • Isolated
  • Jealous
  • Joyless
  • Longing
  • Lonely
  • Lost
  • Loving
  • Mad
  • Melancholy
  • Miserable
  • Misunderstood
  • Nostalgic
  • Nothing
  • Numb
  • Overloaded
  • Overwhelmed
  • Panicked
  • Paralyzed
  • Powerless
  • Re-Connected
  • Regretful
  • Resentful
  • Sad
  • Scared
  • Shattered
  • Shocked
  • Sick
  • Silenced
  • Small
  • Split apart
  • Stronger
  • Stunned
  • Tired/Exhausted
  • Trapped
  • Unmotivated
  • Unseen
  • Unsettled
  • Unworthy
  • Vulnerable
  • Wanting
  • Weak
  • Weary
  • Withdrawn
  • Yearning
  • EVERY POSSIBLE FEELING. I was particularly very unready for the smells and tastes of Chanukah.
  • Without an appetite.

Last week I was called upon to be brave and compassionate. I responded to what I perceived of as a real need. There is humor here? And Joy?

A friend I met at a Shabat table called me. I admit yes, I ignored the call.

IN August this friend identified a very ill neighbor of mine. The neighbor’s name is Uzi Elman. I wrote to my friend Yoram: This conversation began in August.

Hi I saw your friend Elman. When I asked if he was Uzi Elman, he looked at me for a moment. Maybe he thought I was the Malach Ha Mavet, the Angel of Death. Then he said yes and I sent regards from you and introduced myself. He’s by himself? Do you visit (to Yoram)?[8/14, 12:39] Yoram: No visiting. Only once in awhile we meet on the street. (I learned later that Uzi Ellman’s address is a secret. Only known to the watchman.
[8/14, 12:54] Ida Farkash: I’d visit him with you. Big mitzvah Bichur Cholim. He’s so emaciated. I’d bring some soup, sit on a bench on Shmuel Ha Nagid. Or if he’s uncomfortable with me I’d give you the soup. Anyway. Think about it.
Shabat Shalom
[8/14, 12:59] Yoram: It will be a mitzva. Ask him what he prefers…
[8/14, 13:00] Ida Farkash: You’ll ask him?
[8/14, 13:06] Yoram: ok
[8/14, 13:10] Ida Farkash: You could say I hate eating alone. A sick or older person will eat more with company. He’s doing you a favor.
[8/14, 13:11] Yoram: Good thinking !!!
[8/14, 13:12] Ida Farkash: Learned from my late lawyer husband. Got to have a backup
[8/14, 13:13] Yoram: Always.
[8/14, 13:46] Yoram: Had a short conversation with Uzi…he couldn’t talk. He will call me later tonight….
[8/20, 08:14] Yoram: Uzi called me. He makes his own food. Nice of you. Thank you.

Four months, nothing about Uzi.

[12/6, 19:49] Yoram: Shalom Ida. I met Uzi today…your neighbor. He told me that he needs some ready made food…mostly soup. He will pay for it! If you are still interested please contact him at this phone number: 050-627-6723
Thank you. Yoram.
[12/6, 20:12] Ida Farkash:

(Wasn’t thrilled. But easy to do. I was planning to invite 10 people for latkas during Chanuka to friends who have been gracious to me over the year. My kids said it was a bad idea with Corona so I cancelled. And had a fridge full of food.) Ok I’ll give him a call. JUST DID.)

He couldn’t talk now. Do you think that he needs someone to heat up the soup? He was unable to talk. Please call him tomorrow and get the details. I can give you the soup in a jar and maybe be sure he actually eats it. You know sit with him. Give me a call early in the morning. I’m going out at 11:00 to 1:30. I can leave the soup in a jar in front of my door in a plastic bag. 9 Shmuel Ha Nagid. Apt 4.
[12/6, 20:13] Ida Farkash: Don’t want any pay.
[12/6, 20:14] Yoram: 👍👍
[12/6, 21:02] Yoram: Sorry…I was very busy till now. Uzi is independent as far as eating and heating his food. I saw him in your neiborhood coffee shop. He just need his soups every now and then. He will pay!!!
[12/6, 21:02] Yoram: I can call you tomorrow morning. What time?
[12/6, 21:04] Ida Farkash: 8 AM. They also make soup in
[12/6, 21:05] Yoram: OK
[12/6, 21:06] Ida Farkash: Meuchas on Hamaalot has soup.
[12/6, 21:07] Yoram: I will inform him.
[12/6, 21:07] Ida Farkash: I’ll make some mash potatoes. That’s good too.
[12/6, 21:08] Yoram: He probably knows about these places…after all he is a man of coffee shops and restaurants…yet he asked me to contact you !
[12/6, 21:08] Yoram: Thank you
[12/6, 21:11] Ida Farkash: Store stuff is junk.
[12/6, 22:10] Ida Farkash: Just need to get an idea of what Uzi likes and what he can’t tolerate. I’m giving you a lentil pea. Here’s a list of my vegetables at the moment for a soup.
Minestrone with pasta.
Potato Cauliflower
Winter squash
String beans.

This may look like a lot. It’s part of my general diet.
I don’t do much cooking . This will give me an incentive to make some soup for myself as well as for him.
[12/6, 22:11] Ida Farkash: And sweet potato
[12/6, 22:14] Yoram: I have no idea of what Uzi likes and what he can’t tolerate. I will ask him tomorrow…
[12/6, 22:15] Ida Farkash: ✔
[12/6, 22:16] Yoram: But…looks like he needs soup because he has hard time chewing and swallowing
[12/7, 07:18] Ida Farkash: Good Morning.
1 Ask Uzi if he likes cream, butter and cheese in a soup to add some calories and protein.
2 My husband hated the liquid supplements like Ensure. They are available at Meuchedet.Not cheap. If he sees a nutritionist he’ll get samples. They are used in a shake.
They will add calories.
3.Does he have a blender?
4 I know more than a nutritionist when it comes to cardiac and kidney disease. If Uzi doesnt have those problems he*s ahead of the game.
5.Lastly, tell him I know that he’s a smart guy. He eyed me on the midrochove. Probably said to himself. “That lady’s got a lot of energy. I want to have what she’s consuming.”
[12/7, 07:30] Yoram: I am up. Call me…
[12/7, 07:30] Yoram: Easier than writing
[12/7, 08:57] Ida Farkash: Did you leave yet?
[12/7, 08:59] Yoram: Just about
[12/7, 10:46] Ida Farkash: Thanks for the window help and the jars. (Yoram helped me clean a large window. Worth 10 jars of soup)

[12/7, 10:47] Yoram: And thank you for feeding my friend
[12/7, 14:46] Ida Farkash: Please call Uzi. I am not interested to prepare meals or to
get paid except to collect 100 sh for the food today for Tzadakkah I don’t file tax returns here. Two women who live across the street may be interested in the job.When I came home Yacove the parking lot guard was gone. Let me know please.
[12/7, 14:47] Ida Farkash: I think the women I would recommend were chefs.
[12/7, 14:50] Yoram: Uzi called me awhile ago. He will contact you soon…he is still weak. It will be better for you two to converse directly.
[12/7, 14:55] Ida Farkash: Ok.Was he happy?
[12/7, 14:55] Yoram: Yes. And happily surprised. Thank you again.
[12/7, 14:56] Ida Farkash: As happy as he can be satisfactory?
[12/7, 14:56] Yoram: 👍😀
[12/7, 17:12] Ida Farkash: Yoram, didn’t hear from Uzi. I would like to pass on this job. I don’t want the responsibility. I am very comfortable and can and do give tzedukka from my own pocket. The widows, students, friends that I know to recommend have limited income. Their food is very tasty. They will divide up the week some taking two days some taking one..Religious women who really put love into their cooking. A couple are vegetarians. He’ll get a nice variety. Please call him and run the idea thru to him. 100 sh per day for the amount he got today. No meat . No chicken. No fish. He needs to call me because I don’t want to run with this. I already have a wonderful British widow to do Monday and Wednesday. He also needs to pay Yaakov for me for today.
[12/7, 17:14] Ida Farkash: They all can puree like I did today with a food processor. The lady for Monday and Wednesday is Shulamit.
[12/7, 17:27] Yoram: OK . I will call him tomorrow
[12/7, 17:30] Ida Farkash: Please call today and ask if he needs tomorrow. I go out at 8:30 and would drop off my batch with Yaakov. A carrot potato, a bean and a pumpkin.
[12/7, 17:31] Ida Farkash: Need to
Know if what I gave was sufficient for the day.
[12/7, 17:32] Yoram: No need. Thanks. Your food will be enough for one week!!!
[12/7, 17:34] Ida Farkash: Oh please can’t be. Impossible. He watered it down?
[12/7, 17:35] Ida Farkash: It was thick.
[12/7, 17:35] Ida Farkash: Sounds like the oil in the Chanukah Menorah.
[12/7, 17:36] Ida Farkash: He probably takes three bites
[12/7, 17:36] Yoram: That is what he told me…yes. A miracle
[12/7, 17:36] Ida Farkash: Hysterical
[12/7, 17:37] Yoram: And historical
[12/7, 17:38] Ida Farkash: So when the end comes near he’ll call me? He should try to finish by tomorrow night.
[12/7, 17:39] Ida Farkash: The end of the food I mean.
[12/7, 17:41] Yoram: He will call you when he is strong. Don’t worry. Today or tomorrow
[12/7, 17:41] Ida Farkash: Ok
[12/10, 15:32] Ida Farkash: Have not heard from Uzi.He may be dehydrated.
[12/10, 17:20] Ida Farkash: He needs his children with him . He will be alone. Oy.
[12/10, 17:21] Ida Farkash: Did you say to call hatzalah. If he drinks water with sugar and salt dissolved in it that could help.
[12/10, 17:22] Ida Farkash: Do you want to look in on him and then come here for dinner? Having a few friends.
[12/10, 17:23] Yoram: Oh. Thanks. But no…I stay home tonight.
[12/10, 17:23] Ida Farkash: Do you have his kid’s phone numbers?
[12/10, 17:33] Yoram: no
[12/10, 17:38] Ida Farkash: I guess you don’t want to call him to get his kid’s numbers?
[12/10, 17:38] Ida Farkash: They would probably have a key to the apt.
[12/10, 17:46] Yoram: He is like that for years…I think. And we are not in close relationship
[12/11, 11:54] Ida Farkash: I checked with the shomir. Uzi’s son is with him. Day and night. Sleeping there too.
[12/11, 11:56] Yoram: Uzi just wrote to me now. He does not want anything anymore. He wants to be left alone….
[12/11, 11:57] Yoram: Thank you for wanting to help. Hag Sameach
[12/11, 12:11] Ida Farkash: Just saw him walking outside. He’s obviously drinking Chag Samayach. He is an apparition. Like Lazarus arrizing from the dead. Today I saw him coming out of a coffee shop with his son. Baruch Hashem relieved.

This story taught me about responding to a need and giving. We can all call or look in on a neighbor during these times. There are times when we’d like to shake our heads and say. I’m busy. But that would be lowerin g the bar. AND Chanukah teaches that we raise the bar.

Post 619: I am continuing to Learn languages that were started in my youth

This may sound a little weird. I enjoy learning Hebrew. However, it reaches a point where the investment of time in classes doesn’t result in greater fluency.

My Yoga teacher at Delet Petucha my Senior Center encouraged me to join the French and German classes. French and German after more than 50 years? And with Israelis? Literature? Translated to Hebrew? Only English speaker in the class? besides Shlomo the teacher, a retired Economist?

I didn’t know what I was in for. Class size is up to 10. The setting is a luxurious 3 story newly renovated center with ceramic and Yoga studios and conference rooms and a kitchen and dining areas, and gardens.

The member charge is 400 Sh for 3 months soon to be raised to 500 Sh. Best part is that it has reopened during Corona which is a lifesaver for members with aides. That new fee amounts to 150.00 for three months or $50 a month, or $12.50 a week.

There is an open ceramics studio including firing. I take a Pilates and Yoga class. The teachers are all volunteers except the director.

That alone is a bargain. The language classes are 9 hours a week. I’m not in the advanced so I am in 4 hours French and 1.5 hours German. The additional 3.5 hours are advanced classes.

Shula takes 9 hours per week of literature classes. Every hour Shlomo changes the novel or magazine. I noticed a similarity in the students. They are powerfully motivated and interrupt Shlomo. They don’t have the English fluency that is apparent with University educated individuals.

The class members are for the most part immigrants from North America. They came to Israel during Tzennah, rationing. Their education was interrupted.

The Ashkenazi immigrants who arrived earlier did go to University.

Shula, is an excellant Yoga teacher. I believe at least 85. She confessed that she loves math and loves language. Weather now is about 50 now She dresses in summer clothing.

Imagine sitting in an advanced French class. Shlomo’s method is for each student to read aloud in French and translate to Hebrew. I treat the class like an Ulpan and am constantly asking the class members to speak loudly. Some have masks on some don’t.

I start to read a paragraph and translate. Sometimes translate to English out loud. Then Hebrew. THESE Octgenarisns are not into that.

They start shouting out an answer. One lady is getting frustrated with hesitation. Shlomo looks at her, narrows his eyes and holds up the universal sign for patience please, shaking 2 middle fingers and a thumb. He says stop quietly. The lady continues to yell . I can’t think straight. And again Shlomo turns to her. On the third time he loses it and roars ” Get out” to the student.

I wanted to leave myself. I talked with a friend in the class Danielle who actually worked as a translator. To my amazement learned that the class has been going on for 13 years

The members travel from Ein Kerem Ramot other places an hour away to take the class. The less mobile may even come by cab. I am only a 10 minute walk away.

I knew the next day there would be shattering news. The director Batshevah points me to an empty room. “Ida you can’t come to the advanced French Class.” They were reading a French magazine published for French Olim.

There were science articles and I explained what a BTU was. So I rejoined, “but I bought the materials. I’ll be quiet and listen.”

Batsheva agreed. But he next day her final opinion came down. I can’t be in the class. When I get up to grade Shlomo will decide. She and Shlomo made the decision together.

I’m perfectly ok. There is also less yelling out, as word has gotten around about the disciplinary measures.

Things were going well. Admittedly rusty I read and translated ahead of the class. One of the novels is an English one translated to French. I guess Shlomo liked the subject.

My character is to push boundaries. I self excluded myself from the advanced German class. What can say the class members came from German speaking homes. I have the material and w



Post 617: Recipe Fruit Pecan Refrigerator Pie and WW1 Memorial in Brownsville, Brooklyn, new to me.

Recipe Fruit Pecan Refrigerator Pie

Cooking Directions, need a refrigerator. Everyone has put on weight during the holidays. This is a satisfying Vegan dessert that can substitute for a light meal.


Available in Israel. Received from the municipality

More concentrated. The one I used

Nut crust
  • Add all crust ingredients to a food processor, and process until it begins to stick together and form a dough. If you use date syrup – Silan and ground nuts then just mix ingredients. Place strips of parchment paper within 9 cupcake baking dish holes, and squish down – if it’s sticky, dip your fingers in some water! I used 6 so each dish can serve two with another dessert.
  • Place crust in freezer to set while you make the filling.
  • Add all filling ingredients to the same food processor (wipe it out in between steps!), and process until smooth and creamy.
  • Pour equally over crust, and place back in freezer to set for at least 5 hours, but overnight is best. I weigh each one . Can’t eyeball contents.
  • These are best served cold right out of the freezer, but you will need to let them thaw for about 5-10 minutes before you can pull the cheesecakes out with the parchment paper.


For the Filling: 

  • 2 Cups Cashews, soaked* 
  • ½ cup Coconut Sugar, dissolved** used almost none
  • Juice of 1 Lemon 
  • 1- 1½ cups Cherries  or other frozen fruit-used mango
  • 1½ tsp. Vanilla Extract 
  • ¼ cup House Foods Tofu Soft, increased to I cup of compressed tofu
  • ¼ cup Coconut Milk 

For the Crust:

  • 3/4 cup Almonds or ground almonds
  • ¼ cup Dates  or less depends on your taste, can use date syrup, which I got from the Irish before Passover
  • 2 Tbsp. Maple Syrup – used brown rice syrup unhand
  • 2 Tbsp. Coconut Flour
  • ½ tsp. Carob Powder (optional, can sub for cocoa) omitted
  • Dash Salt 

*Soaked in lukewarm warm overnight, or in warm water for 30-60 minutes.

**Dissolve in 1-2 tablespoons warm water

This recipe was created by beplantwell.

A Charming Airflow Sukah

Notice Sucah walls are lattice to allow airflow.

WW1 Memorial in Brownsville, Brooklyn:

The traffic triangle bounded by Pitkin and East New York Avenues and Legion Street was originally named Vanderveer Park after Peter L. Vandeveer, the former owner of the land constituting that triangle. Vanderveer donated the land in 1896, and in 1911, it was renamed Zion Park in recognition of the Jewish community. The Zion Park War Memorial, a monumental wall based on a design by sculptor Charles Cary Rumsey and architect Henry Beaumont Herts, was installed in the triangle and dedicated in 1925.During the 1970s, the monument was heavily vandalized, but it was restored and cleaned up by the 1990s.  This monument features a star of David. The bas relief sculptures are mounted on a limestone stele and side pylons.

WW1 Memorial in Brownsville, Brooklyn

Post 618: Shalom Pollack walking tour the Old City

Old city walking tour
Wednesday, Nov 18 by Shalom Pollack Shalom Pollack <>

We will visit some of the most important discoveries and landmarks of the old city.
“Tzidkiyahu’s cave” – An enormous man made cave extending deep under the old city was used as the stone quarry for the Temple.
We will see the hitherto hidden  ornate   Roman gate below the present Shechem Gate. 
We will tour the City of David with its amazing discoveries that parallel the Bible narrative .
We will see the uncovered massive stones of the Beit Hamikdash  thrown down by the Romans .This is the most direct and dramatic evidence of the destruction of the Beit Hamikdash.
We will have lunch in the Jewish quarter.

Meet at Jaffa Gate  9:00
End before 4:00
Cost:150 shekels.

There are still a few places left for the Bird migration tour on Nov. 30

Shalom’s Story

 My Arabic skills afforded me yet another insight into the mind of our Arab neighbors.In my local pharmacy works Muslim pharmacists. One is a woman with whom I have a very friendly rapport. She helps me with my Arabic.
 An Israeli ambulance  brought Saed Errakat from his home in Jericho in the PA,  to Hadassah hospital for emergency treatment of  Covid 19.
Errekat has made a (very lucrative) career of spreading hate for Israel in his position as a leader of the PA.
I asked her if she thinks Israel was wise  for doing this even though Errekat hates Israel and has made his career based on this?She denied that he hates Israel.
I then asked what she thought of Israel treating Hamas officials and their families in Israel?Does Hamas also not hate Israel?
Here was when I received  an insight or rather a reinforcement of something that I had already  learned .She was not happy with the question and would not say that Hamas hates Israel.At this point she said”, “I don’t talk politics” She couldn’t say a word against  unambiguous Israel/Jew haters.She lives,raises children, works, shops,plays and is treated with total respect by her Jewish neighbors and yet..And yet they do not have the honesty (courage?) to state the obvious about  those who would murder every one of their  kind Jewish neighbors, including me. 

Post 616: Short message from Anne O.

My daughter has informed me I have been in lockdown too long.
She is concerned that the Golem is becoming too pivotal in our lives.
I let it loose for the first time after it’s aborted suicide attempt and it started bleating.
Yossi informed me he had to change its nappy.
This is a man who has never ever EVER showed any consciousness of domesticity and yet, here he is volunteering to empty the Golem. Or in his vernacular, change it’s nappy.
Nappy changed, the Golem took off at a lick, head butting the door of the room we didn’t want it to enter, until eventually it turned tail and went off to find pastures new.
Meanwhile we were laughing about the Golem, when who should interfere?
Only Siri
She wanted us to repeat the story to her as she didn’t catch it.
I think Rivki is right
Either the Golems are conquering our world
Lockdown is messing with our marbles.

Post 615: LOST in the Stars by Kurt Weil , we are like the little dark star. BEAUTIFUL Yom Kippah Observation by Anne O.

Lost in the Stars by Kurt Weill

Before Lord God made the Sea and the Land

He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone.

And the Lord God hunted through the wide night air
For the little dark star in the wind down there
And he stated and promised
He’d take special care
So it wouldn’t get lost again.

Now man don’t mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the Lord God’s watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on~

But I’ve been walking through the night, and the day
Till my eyes get weary and my head turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe God’s gone away
Forgetting his promise that we’ve heard him say
And we’re lost out here in the stars.
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And we’re lost out here in the stars.
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night.
And we’re lost out here in the night.

‘Only mediocrity can be trusted to be always at its best.’ Brilliant, Max B

This is my depiction of last Yom Kippur night. Anne O.

I am going to start at the end.

Looking out from the balcony into the darkness illuminated by the balcony lights and the reflections of lamps from the apartment windows, I witnessed an eerie sight.

As far as my eyes could see were white coated men, swaying and chanting the ancient words and melodies in unison, some wrapped in Talleisim and the young ones in their white shirts, still pristine and tidy, a credit to their mother’s care.


The garden wall that divided our property from the adjoining building was alive with similarly garbed men, appearing like a battalion of white coated gnomes, some peering over the wall, some interspersed amongst the trees that decorated their premises.

Forty to fifty men, socially distanced with one united goal. To pierce the heavens with their prayers.

The final Tefilah of Avinu Malkeinu started and with that, audible responses could be heard echoing from all sides of the building. Apparently the Neilah davening had drawn about another 60 people from the surrounding buildings and gardens and they had spilled into the street.

Our small Minyan had grown exponentially for Neilah from the thrice daily 12-15 participants to a group of over a hundred souls, hungry with Deveikut to pray.


Meanwhile the nucleus of Mitpalelim were swaying and rocking with devotion.

One of the main stalwarts of the Minyan, a slightly built young man, with a voice that could be patented to stop ships from colliding at sea. Started screaming at the top of his capacious lungs during Avinu Malkeinu. This in fact is what drew me to the balcony. Over the foliage I saw with each screech he was jumping into the air, each hand closed tightly into a fist. He not only wanted to rent asunder the heavens with his screamed devotion, but physically was trying to punch his way through.


He looked like one of those clowns on a stick we had to make in kindergarten, the one whose knees and arms jerked up and down when we pulled a string.

Eventually the Davening finished and the Shofar resonated through the area, spontaneously the men started singing and dancing with the prerequisite social distances to, LeShana Haba B’Yerushalim HaBenuya.


This weary band of flapping white coated dancers, circling the central table and chairs in the half light, with their white Talleisim slipping off their heads, looking like a coven, more suited to Stonehenge then Jerusalem, this is the eerie sight I was referring to.

Preparations….Observations on the Day of Awe

Sunday morning bright and early the men started with their preparations for Yom Kippur.

The cupboard that had become our Oron Kodesh as well as the plastic boxes that were the Bimah were shifted into position.


The Ner Tomid was tied to the balcony and the parasol to protect the Chazzan was opened against the suns glare. A ventilator was positioned carefully to blow some air over the poor guy baking whilst leading the Tefilot.

Each one of the Mitpalelim set up their own tables and chairs with their name places, ensuring social distancing.

White tablecloths flapping in the air, with an assortment of tissues, Seforim, bright orange parasols and even an electric fan, found their way amongst the necessities of an al fresco

Sunday early evening the men dressed in their starched frilly Kittels settled in their designated places in the dying heat of the day.

The Jerusalem air strangely still without the cacophony of car horns after the last hurrah of the siren call warning of impending holiness.


The Day of Atonement was upon us.

Our air conditioned living rooms were also set up to accommodate some of the women in more comfort than the dusty gardens.

Four separate sections had been prepared. I sat in isolation in the old lounge, whilst two dining tables had been prepared in the dining room, one for the older women and the other for a family of daughters. Whilst right at the end sat another lady who found wearing a mask challenging.

The Tefilot started and the Ba’al Tefilah obviously had a very close connection to G-d because he whispered secrets of Kol Nidre to Him. Which was disconcerting until Mr Fog Horn bellowed the Responsa’s

This was followed up with a Tefilah which was second to none in monotony. The melody was Wagnerian in length and content. Put it like this we were all praying for the fat lady to sing in order to be put out of our misery and try as I might sing, presumably I am not as fat as I thought.

One of our old ladies stormed out promising not to return, and then there were ten.

Our morning Tefilot started at 6.20, before the light and heat of the day hit.

Shacharit was beautiful, obviously.

I am completely objective, Yossi was the Chazan and he has a melodious voice and sings both with feeling and understanding.

This was followed by a Musaf that, the least said the better. In the end I went to Yossi and told him, we can’t hear, we don’t recognise the tunes so we don’t know where the Davening is up to.

So my long suffering husband sat near the open door of the balcony and serenaded me, along with the dirges emanating from the Ba’al Musaf

Davening was over for the morning by eleven fifteen and we could literally chill in air conditioned comfort waiting for Mincha.

Yossi practiced his Neilah davening throughout the break and by four o’clock we were anticipating Mincha.

But first our Sephardi neighbour Leined Jonah and his monotonous chanting with curly bits brought out Jonah’s hot wind which whipped through the trees in the garden.

The heat which had been palpable during the day, a physical presence, started to wane.

Mincha commenced in sunlight with

It’s whispered communication to the good L—d interspersed with responses from our fog-horn voiced neighbour.

The daylight started fading and as the shadows lengthened the white Kittels and Talleisim glowed in the reflected lights twinkling from the windows and balconies.

Finally Neilah, Yossi cleared his throat and liquid gold poured forth. The Minyan had swelled during the day so there must have been fifty men throughout the gardens, glowing in their white coats, wrapped in their Taleisim.

Casting long shadows between the trees and plants, some more men advanced down the paths as the melodies stirred almost forgotten memories.

Soon the sung responses were heard from behind the buildings and from the streets round about the gardens and the balconies.

The Minyan had swelled to a hundred men and boys, women young and old joined the impromptu Tefillah.
Towards the end of this day of supplication the neighbourhood amplifier was jumping and screaming in an ecstasy of religious fervor.

With the release of the Shofar blasts the streets emptied and the regular Minyan erupted in a spontaneous moonlight dance around the main garden area, directly in front of our balcony.

LeShana Ha’Bah Be’Yerushalaim HaBenuya


Post 614: Blowing Shofer ! Preparing popcorn. Streets are empty. Every store except essentials like food and medicine are closed. GOVT Takes on Corona. Recounted by Anne O.

Rabbi Yehudah Glick and his shofar army from Shalom Jerusalem Foundation will join Robert “Shofar So Great” and Erna Covos, “The Lady of Jericho” and founder of Beit Hogla Farm. We will go into Jericho to pray the morning prayers at the old Shalom Al Yisrael synagogue and blow the shofar as Joshua did when this ancient nation was birthed!
Join us on Rabbi Yehudah’s Facebook live!* pending wi-fi connectivity

We are encouraging those in the Nations to participate on Elul 12, 5780 with a Shofar blast or shout from wherever you are.

Friday, September 4, 2020, Between 7:30 a.m. – 8:30 a.m. Israel Daylight Time

Thursday, September 3, 2020, Between 9:30 p.m. – 10:30 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time

It is forbidden by the Israeli government for Israeli Citizens to enter Jericho without a military escort. So we will be accompanied by an Israeli
Defense Forces convoy for our Shofari mission to pray that the walls of resistancefall to bring forth the Temple Mount as a House of Prayer for All Nations.

Previous journeys into Jericho under the protection of the Israeli Defense Forces military convoy!
New York’s Big Brother Has Gone Bananas By Jack Cashill

In reading the New York State travel advisory, I am reminded of one of my favorite scenes from a Woody Allen movie, this one from Bananas. Having ascended to power, the dictatorial rebel leader Esposito announces his new rules for San Marcos:

From this day on, the official language of San Marcos will be Swedish. … In addition to that, all citizens will be required to change their underwear every half-hour. Underwear will be worn on the outside so we can check. Furthermore, all children under 16 years old are now…16 years old!

Woody’s character Fielding Mellish cracks, “What’s the Spanish word for straitjacket?” The Spanish word is camisa de fuerza. The Swedish word is tvångströja. In any language, Gov. Andrew Cuomo surely needs one. It is bad enough that he is running the state by executive order. Worse is that the orders are nuts. If Woody Allen were to make a comic version of 1984, he could model “Big Brother” on Andrew Cuomo.

Last week, I flew into Buffalo. It was my first flight this year into New York, a state in which I have owned a summer cottage for the last 30 years. Coming from Missouri, a state on New York’s travel advisory, I had to fill out a two-sided form promising that I would quarantine in place for 14 days. As if.

Missouri has had about 25 COVID-19 deaths per 100,00 people. New York has had about 165. In the western part of Missouri where I live, the rate is considerably lower. No matter. By some perverse calculation, my return to New York threatened to put the state’s residents at some elevated risk.

To visit my own cottage, I had to promise not to be in public or otherwise leave the quarters that they have identified as “suitable.” These “quarters” — how quaint — had to have “separate bathroom facilities for each individual or family group.” More than that, I had to have “access to a sink with soap and water, and paper towels.”

Esposito would have been hard pressed to imagine rules this absurd and unenforceable: “Food must be delivered to the individual’s quarters”; “Garbage must be bagged and left outside by the door of each of the quarters”; “Individuals should self-monitor for fever and other symptoms of COVID-19 daily.”

Big Brother Andy promises that “enforcement teams” will be stationed to “greet disembarking passengers to request proof of completion of the State Department of Health traveler form.” He isn’t kidding. My flight had no more than 20 people on board, but two officials were waiting at 9:00 P.M. on a Sunday night to collect our letters of transit. The penalty for leaving the airport without completing the form is a $2,000 fine and a mandatory quarantine. Knowing this, I filled mine out. I wrote on it, “Under protest, self-destructive, wasteful, oppressive.”

My flight to Denver a week earlier was nearly full, but no one who did not have to come was coming to New York. The state is broke and broken. Yet it can still afford to create this Byzantine bureaucracy and impose it on those who are compelled to visit, even — hang on — those who drive to New York. Decrees Big Brother: “Travelers coming to New York from designated states through other means of transport, including trains and cars, must fill out the form online.”

I know a conscientious fellow who did just that. Health authorities contact him every day to check on his progress. My friend was given a choice of call or text. He chose text. At the beginning, he was asked if he needed any help with food or medicine. I asked my friend whether the State delivered pizza. He chose not to inquire. He was afraid they might.

The tourist destinations in the mountain states are thriving. Missouri’s Lake of the Ozarks is reportedly doing twice its annual business. New York State is withering. Not since Saddam taunted the U.S. into invading Iraq has the world seen so self-destructive a case of narcissism.

Pay no attention to New York’s national dominance in COVID deaths. Nursing homes? What nursing homes? I am convinced that Cuomo imposed the travel advisory to creates the illusion that he has so heroically purged his state of COVID that red-state refugees can only screw things up. I suspect his forthcoming book — American Crisis: Leadership Lessons from the COVID-19 Pandemic — will assure at least the media that this is so. (And who writes a book during a crisis?)

Come what may, Cuomo has an assured place in history. He will be the first head of a state to enact a costly, self-defeating law that absolutely no one will follow and, quite likely, no one will be punished for not following. San Marcos can use a man like that.

Jack Cashill’s new book, Unmasking Obama: The Fight to Tell the True Story of a Failed Presidency, is now widely available. Also see




Dear Ida,

MAD is opening its doors to the public on September 17, but we have scheduled a private preview just for you—our friends and family! Here are the details:

Dates: Sept 14, 15, 16
Time: 11 am–6 pm
Tickets: Reserve free timed-entry tickets for you and your guests.

Members, Patrons, Luminaries, and Trustees, simply input your MAD ID number when placing your order. Friends of MAD, use the one-time Friends and Family promo code PREVIEW to secure yours.

Enjoy: Brian Clarke: The Art of Light, a two-floor show filled with the vibrant, stained-glass masterworks of the contemporary British artist.

45 Stories in Jewelry: 1947 to Now, a compelling installation of the finest treasures from the Museum’s permanent collection, offering rich stories penned by titans of the field.

The Store at MAD, offering a shopping experience like no other and an Open Door Discount of 20% while you are at the Museum!

The well-being of our visitors and staff is our top priority. When you visit, you will experience new health and safety procedures, including a timed-entry ticket system. Please read our guidelinescarefully for an optimal visitor experience, and be sure to reserve your preferred date and time today!

Your sustained support and commitment to MAD and its artist community during this challenging time have been invaluable. We can’t wait to see you in September and share the galleries with you again! If yonu have ay questions at all, please email us.


All of us at MAD


Jerome and Simona Chazen Building
2 Columbus Circle, NYC


Popping Instructions:

In microwave: Place small quantity of kernels (approximately 2 T) into a paper bag you received in your box (make sure it’s dry and not torn), and fold the edge of bag to seal. (At last: a way to re-use those paper bags!) Set timer for 2-3 minutes, and listen carefully. After a few seconds the kernels will start popping loudly, setting the bag into a lively, throbbing rumba. When 3 seconds without any popping have elapsed, remove paper bag from the microwave. Caution! It’s hot. Make a small opening for ventilation; allow steam to escape, and then cool. Add the seasoning of your choice and nosh away.

Yes. Stores are locked . If your business sells Lulav and Etrog, it can be open. Lots of stores open selling 2 Lulavim and 2 Etrogim. Pretty funny.

Photo of my neighbor’s Sukah on our roof and view of the city.

What a country! BY Anne O.

A country that looks after its vulnerable citizens.
Vulnerable not out of necessity, but through choice.
A group of people who live mainly off the grid.
Whose contribution to the economy consists largely of population expansion.
Who defy and deny the regulations regarding the pandemic that is tightening its stranglehold on our beautiful world.
Who ignore or worse are unaware that close proximity breeds an opportunity for the angel of death to play dominoes with lives, sanity and happiness.
Whose mindset is still so ensconced in the Shtetl that they convinced themselves that the government have a conspiracy to peel away their religious observances and consequently poo poo all the health advice.
Who live in overcrowded accommodation, an environment that ensures any virus will run rife throughout a family.
So what has this ‘evil’ government done?
It has set up Corona hotels for these same people.
These are not b&b hotels. No these are 4* accommodations with special facilities for the most orthodox.
Special food that meets with the most didactic of religious dictates.
Place to ensure freedom to pray according to each family’s tradition.
Place for the children to play and study.
Soldiers and police who not only are there to protect the families but also facilitate the guests/patients receiving their packages of luxuries.
I am proud that this wonderful country is watching and protecting all of us.

I observed with horror as my rule following, mask wearing son and two of his children succumbed to Corona, shortly followed by his wife and the remaining children.

I was panicking when we tried to arrange assistance, food and basic necessities we came up against insurmountable problems unless we put ourselves in danger of contagion.
But within 24 hours the government stepped in and whisked them away to a Corona hotel.

Now they have the luxury to recover and not have to worry about the children.

Our only job is to ensure a steady supply of teeth rotting food.
I can only repeat.
What a country
Built on the sheer bloody mindedness of the surviving Jewish nation.
With at its core, the love of a fellow Jew
G-d bless this country, warts and all.
Shabbat Shalom and Chag Sameach.

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Post 613: Honoring the Civil War: Hey, the South was sacrifised to preserve the Union. The South was eclipsed economically by the North. Lee’s Fruitcake with dry fruit rather than candied. Rosh Hashana Recipes. Everyone’s Eyes turn to Food during Yom Tovim.

Everyone’s Eyes turn to Food before Yom Tov

Lee Fruitcake-Yes General Lee. The South has great  traditions. Writers, songwriters. Where would us romantics be without Johny Merer’s That Old Black Magic. He haIed from Savannah, Georgia, married a Bronx  actress, and collaborated with the best of our Jewish Broadway composers.

So Lee Fruitcake

1/2 cup candied lemon peel/ peel
1/2 cup sliced candied orange peel/ peel
1 1/2 cups finely cut citron
1 1/2 cups candied pineapple/dried
1 cup candied cherries/dried
1 1/4 cup dark seeded raisins
1 1/4 cup white raisins
1 cup chopped California walnuts
1 cup chopped pecans
1/4 cup sifted enriched flour
1 cup butter/coconut oil
2 cups brown sugar/omit
4 eggs
2 1/2 cups enriched flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon all spice
1teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 teaspoon cloves
3/4 cup grape juice

Combine the peels, fruits, nuts; sprinkle with 1/4 cup of flour and mix well.
Thoroughly cream butter and sugar. Add eggs and beat well. Sift together 2 cups of flour, the baking powder, salt and spices; add alternately with grape juice. Pour the batter over the floured mixture of peel, fruit and nuts. Pour into a large tube pan until 3/4 full. Do not flatten batter. Bake in a very slow oven at 250F for about 5 hours. Remove from pan and pack in air tight tin with a double layer of cheesecloth soaked in bourbon.
Bake at least three months before Christmas. Do not let the cake dry out and keep lacing it with bourbon.

Notice it says you need to bake it three months in advance, so you have an out on this one. Truth is, you can bake it and eat it right away, but soaking for 12 weeks in bourbon can’t be all bad.


Today’s Story

This appeared on our local Ramat Beit Shemesh list. I am forwarding it without asking permission.

It was reported today that a 20 year resident of our city, living on Rechov Bar Ilan, mother of a daughter, 38-years-old, has cancer.

A short while ago she was told by her doctors that she had only a few days left to live. She was asked by her friends if she had a last request, to which she replied that she would like to see rain.

Yesterday, a fire engine from the Beit Shemesh Fire Station arrived on her street, bringing flowers and red heart shaped balloons for her neighbors and hauled up a water crane to the roof of her building and brought on the rain!

She stood on her balcony holding a red umbrella, smiling and waving with happiness to her friends below most of whom had prepared umbrellas.

This is how she wanted to part from her friends and family, who congregated in the road below in the “rain” of tears.

Maybe another miracle will happen for this Young Lady on Rechov Bar Ilan ……


Another great word to know from the root ב.ט.א is מבטא – accent.

For example:

יש לה מבטא לועזי.

She has a foreign accent.


הוא אוהב לחקות מבטאים שונים.

He likes imitating different accents.

In Hebrew liturgy, מבטא also refers to verbal expression, as in the Medieval song of praise אדגלךI Shall Speak Your Greatness:

רקיעי רום הלא נטה במבטא.

Did He not place the high heavens by speech.

Resolutions determining colored areas in the city regarding Corona

Possibility of extended activity as specified in the 'traffic light plan'. However, in the decline in resolutions of neighborhoods within the city heart boundaries there are areas with different morbidity data, ranging from the definition of a green to a yellow area, which places certain restrictions on most of the activity in the space inside and outside the buildings. In order to make order in the information, I have summarized for you the marking of your area of residence according to the latest official data: 'Red area' - there is nothing in the heart of the city | 'Orange Zone' - Not in the Heart of the City 'Yellow Area' - Mahane Yehuda Market, City Center (Independence Garden, Prophets-Jaffa, Jaffa-Triangle, Land of the Russians, Nahalat Shiva), Nachlaot (Ohel Moshe area, Rand houses, Munkatch houses, Nahalat Ahim and Nahalat Zion) and Shaarei Chesed | 'Green area' - Mishkenot HaUma and Kiryat HaLeum. In conclusion we are in a very good place relative to other places in the city and in the country. Please take care of yourself and your loved ones and continue to follow them


Food & Music


Rosh Hashanah

Song for the holiday eve # 1

Hedai Offaim hosts Daniela Spector

Photo credit: Michael Topiol

“You do not want me to cook for you,” Daniela Spector warns at the beginning of the meeting with Hedai Offaim, noting that she has made so many banana cakes that no one has come to eat. So what brings her into the kitchen and takes her out of her comfort zone, how does this relate to the tremulous new rooms she is opening on her musical path, what is the connection between Rosh Hashanah and funerals, and why is a broken heart actually a powerful ax?Host: Hedai Offaim
Guest: Daniela Spector
Photography: Idan Glikzelig
Sound: Nitzan Peri
Makeup: Tzofiya Gealdor
Artistic Director: Amichai Chasson
Production: Eyal Levit, Shir Sharoni, Avishai Huri

Host: Hedai Offaim
Guest: Daniela Spector
Photography: Idan Glikzelig
Sound: Nitzan Peri
Makeup: Tzofiya Gealdor
Artistic Director: Amichai Chasson
Production: Eyal Levit, Shir Sharoni, Avishai Huri

(Hi’zaher (Take care
Words and melody: Daniela Spector

Round lentil pastry for Rosh Hashanah

Hedai Offaim

In the market:

For the lentils:

¾ cup small black beluga lentils

¾ cup small green lentils

3 onions

½ cup olive oil

4 cloves garlic

1 bunch parsley

1 level tsp cumin

Sea salt

Ground black pepper

For the pastry:

1 kg white flour, sifted

600 ml water

1 tbsp. salt

1 cup olive oil

In the kitchen:

Soak the lentils in hot water for about an hour, and drain. Chop the onion and sauté until golden in a pan on a high light. Slice the garlic and add as well. Add the lentils to the pan, chop the parsley and add it too, together with the cumin. Mix and add 1½ cups boiling water. Cook until the lentils have softened. Season with salt and pepper, taste and adjust the seasoning. Remove from the heat and set aside to cool.

While the lentils are soaking in hot water, prepare the dough: Knead the flour, water and salt together until a soft, pliable dough is obtained. Divide the dough into 8 and roll each part into a ball. Pour the olive oil into a pan with a high rim that exactly fits the dough balls, and place the balls in the pan. Flatten each ball slightly and make sure it is covered in oil.

Heat the oven to 250°C. Roll out each ball into a thin sheet on the counter with a rolling pin, and then continue to stretch it with the palms of your hands until you have a wide rectangle. Arrange the lentils in a row on the part nearest to the cook, and roll the dough around them in an elongated roll. Close the roll into a circle, and transfer it to a baking tray lined with baking paper. Bake for 15 minutes until golden, and serve with tehina and pickled lemons.

Post 612: Welcome to Tourists from Holland, Abu Dhabu in Hebrew, business is picking up, Galia Sasson’s special Fungi necklaces, and hair accessories, Last week/;pp[‘s Hip, hop scene at the Jerusalem’s First Station.

אַבּוּ דַּאבִּי, אַב הַצְּבִי

When speaking of the national capital of the United Arab Emirates, Israelis say אבו דאבי . For example:

קורץ לי לטוס לאבו דאבי.

I feel like flying to Abu Dhabi.

But if we do some comparative Semitics, we’ll find that Israelis could, if they wished, translate it to proper Hebrew: אב הצבי – Father of the Deer.

Why? Because the Arabic word ظبي (dhabi) means antelope, which in Aramaic is טביא and in Hebrew is צבי – essentially different pronunciations of the same word.

أبو (abu) means father of – in Hebrew, אב .

The designer Galia Sasson can be reached at 0527432820.

The Bands are made out of the lightest comb like construction the texture of variegated tissue paper.

Last week I stumbled on a group performing Hip Hop moves in City Center.

After PLOPPING down 20 sheckles, the leader told me about the Performance scheduled for tonight. The event drew dancers from all over the country.

Such a beautiful evening. Muslim Israelis celebrating a birthday in the Bellì Park.

Guarding the Health and Welfare of our Seniors: Volunteer visit initiative.

שומרים על הוותיקים: פיילוט נאמני בניינים יצא לדרך

כיצד נסייע להפיג בדידות ונבדוק לשלומם של האזרחים הוותיקים שלנו בשגרה ובחירום?

בסוגיה זו עסקנו במפגש בין עובדי המינהל עם “נאמני בניין” – מתנדבים שיצוותו לשכנים וותיקים במטרה לשמור על קשר רצף עימם ויבדקו לפחות פעמיים בשבוע על ידי דפיקה בדלת מה שלומם.

כרגע הפרויקט, שנעשה בשיתוף פעולה עם קהילה תומכת והרווחה, נמצא בשלב של פיילוט. בהמשך אנו מקווים להרחיבו יחד עם עוד מתנדבים ופעילים, כדי שנוכל לצמצם את הבדידות של הקשישים בשיגרה, ושנוכל לתת מענה מהיר ויעיל בזכות ההיכרות שלנו עם השטח, בחירום.

לפרטים בנושא אנא פנו לרכזות המינהל הקהילתי: מתכללת תחום גיל שלישי שרי היימן, מנהלת מרכז קליטה דנה לוינסקי, ועו”ס קהילתית הילה סרור.

The project, which is being done in collaboration with a supportive and welfare community, is currently in a pilot phase. In the future, we hope to expand it together with other volunteers and activists, so that we can reduce the loneliness of the elderly in the routine, and that we can provide a quick and effective response thanks to our familiarity with the area, in an emergency.

For details on the subject, please contact the coordinators of the Community Administration: Sherry Heiman, a senior at the age group, Dana Lewinsky, director of the Absorption Center, and Hila Srur, a community social worker.


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