Love Falafel? try Israeli Sabich, it is the most insanely delicious street food you probably haven’t discovered yet.

While hummus, falafel, and even shawarma are known around the globe, the ultimate Israeli street food—Sabich—remains one of the country’s best-kept secrets.

Sabich is a pita stuffed with fried eggplant, hard-boiled eggs (traditionally haminados, which are the brown eggs from Sephardi-style cholent), hummus, tahini, and vegetable salad, while some versions contain boiled-potatoes as well. Pickled cucumbers, chopped parsley, and onions seasoned with purple sumac are usually added, as well as a Yemenite hot sauce called skhug, and amba—a thick yellow sauce containing pickled mangoes, fenugreek, and turmeric.

Sabich is a local concoction. The core ingredients can be found in the traditional Shabbat-breakfast of Iraqi Jews, but the idea of putting them into a pita and eating them as a sandwich is 100 percent Israeli.


Mizrahi/Sephardic Jews sing a traditional middle eastern/north African Shabbat song

yo goyim, calling all mizrahim “sephardic jews” is problematic because sephardic is derived from the hebrew word for spanish, and not all of us have links to spain/iberian peninsula. in fact, a huge chunk of us don’t! so please stop trying to force all mizrahim into a sephardic identity, please and thank you.


Aron Kodesh from Mantua-Sermide, Mantua, Italy - 1543.

This extraordinary wooden Ark, decorated with original delicate gild carvings, is one of the oldest Holy Arks in the world.

The shape of the Holy Ark recalls the traditional representation of the facade of the Temple in Jerusalem, which housed the Ark of the Covenant; it is designed like a building and features architectural elements such as columns and capitals.

The Torah Ark and its two monumental cathedrae (chairs) come from the Scuola Grande Synagogue in Mantua and were made in 1543, according to an inscription that appears on one of the cathedrae: “The Great Synagogue here in Mantua, Nissan (5)303” [1543].

The Scuola Grande was transferred in 1633 to a new site, within the Palace of the Duchess Felicita Gonzaga. The Ark was transferred in 1635 to Sermide, a small town 70 kilometers south-east of Mantua.

In 1956 the Ark and the cathedrae were brought to Jerusalem and assembled in memory of Rabbi Sally Meyer.


really cool video of the history of Sephardi Jews

the last minute is the best part

Pretending that these beautiful things don’t exist is Mizrachi erasure, so before I get accused of that, I’m just going to post this here and comment how their Torah scrolls and their adornments really reflect the beautiful tradition that we share.

anonymous asked:

Lastly, like I said before the only reason the MENA region currently holds such anti-semitic views is cause of Israel, they never had such views before. As soon as the Israel problem is taken care of its pretty much 99.9% likely that they'll forgive Jews and go back to being okay with them, right now those views are simply because of resentment and feelings of anger over having their land taken. Yes Jews had always been second class citizens in their countries but Christian gentiles were too!

The MENA region never singled out Jews in particular, they gave second-class status citizenship to ALL non-Muslims INCLUDING gentiles, so no you’re wrong, they were never particularly anti-semitic before Israel. And hey sure the Jews were second-class citizens but they still lived fairly comfortable lives, they just had to pay extra taxes and build their houses certain ways. May I remind you that a lot of the Jewish golden ages were in Muslim countries? They LIKED their life there!

You know, I could direct you to all of the “history of the Jews in ____” wikipedia entries, and the excellent book “In Ishmael’s House,” which proves you very wrong.  I could tell you how Jews in Jerusalem were literally taxed to death by the jizya for hundreds of years, how missionaries brought toxic antisemitism, including the Protocols of the Elders of Zion, into the MENA region, how Christians in the MENA ganged up against Jews as well because they thought it would improve their second-class status.  I could tell you that in that “Golden Age,” Jews were not allowed to walk on the same side of the street as Muslims, and that the peace in Islamic Spain was immediately followed by an Islamist rule that gave Jews the option of forced conversion to Islam or murder (see: Maimonides).  I could tell you that my family left Syria not long after one of my relatives was arrested in a blood libel before Zionism was even a word on Jews’ tongues.  I could tell you about the Farhud, which was inspired and inflamed by Nazi propaganda.  I could tell you about how the MENA isn’t a happy region of blissfully ignorant “noble savages,” but a region comprised of a number of complex countries and nationalities and ethncities that are heavily influenced by the changing worlds around them.  I could tell you how antisemtism was exploited by Arab leaders, chief among them Gamal Abdel Nasser, and that ideologies have permeated society.  I could tell you about how I read Middle East discourse for my job, and the only thing any country can agree on is that Jews are a worthy scapegoat, and that that unity will not be abandoned anytime soon.  I can point you to the work of Esti Webman and Martin Gilbert and so many others.

But it’s clear that you’re living in a dream world that is completely disconnected from reality, and all of this history would be lost on you. 

Jewish Children with a Teacher in Samarkhand,1911

From the series:10 Photos To Remind You That Jews Don’t Fit Into A Stereotype (And Never Have)

There’s something so powerful about this picture.  Taken by a photographer named Sergei Mikhailovich Prokudin-Gorskii in a rare instance of color photography for the time, it beautifully captures a teacher and his pupils.

 The funny thing is, most of us think of religious Jews, and especially Russian religious Jews, as only wearing black and white.  This colorful image destroys that conception, reminding us that Jews, for much of their history, and many of the places they lived in, were a colorful people.

114 year old Kurdish rabbi in Jerusalem

In a humble apartment in Jerusalem’s Baka neighborhood, about a mile south of the walls of the Old City, the world’s oldest living Jew goes about his daily ritual.

As he has for over a century, the rabbi rises in the morning, puts on his tefillin, or prayer phylacteries, with the help of one of his students, and says his morning prayers. Then, he sits to learn the Torah, Talmud, or kabbalah, examining it with the same fervor and passion he did when he started learning as a teenager. 

In addition to being the world’s oldest Jew, Rabbi Zechariah Barashi, 114, is also the world’s oldest Kurd.

Barashi, still sharp and gregarious in his old age, remembers details from events 80 years ago with surprising clarity. He gives exact dates, names, and even prices of bus rides as he recounts his time growing up in the Badinan region of Kurdistan, and his journey to the British-controlled territory that would soon become Israel.

…Barashi remembers a man named Mirza as the Agha of Meriba, the town his family was living in. He was as “an important man, one of the greatest governors in the mountains of Kurdistan.” 

Mirza’s wife saved Barashi’s life at the age of 11. It was after the Passover holidays, and not one speck of food remained in the house. For two days, the family did not eat, and Zechariah fell sick. His father was away trying to buy meat on the black market. After having lost so many children, his mother was determined to save him. She went to the Agha’s wife, and begged her for food. The wife hesitated at first, saying she was afraid her husband would find out, and be angry that he would now be forced to give to everyone who asked. Barashi’s mother persisted, her only son’s life was at stake, and assured her that she would hide the food under her dress, and no one would know. The Agha’s wife agreed, and the boy recovered. 

The Agha was very committed to the Jews in his region, Barashi remembered. His family used to visit the Agha on Friday nights.

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It bothers me when I see photos posted from my website and blog, with my captions, but reblogged without attribution. I’m glad my photos are popular on tumblr but I’m sad that people don’t have the opportunity to follow the link and learn more about the picture and its context. I guess I’ll just have to post my own photos pre-emptively so people can reblog from me!

This photo: Jews in Bursa (Turkey), 1873, from Les Costumes Populaires de la Turquie. From this article on Jewish henna in Turkey.