jewish restaurant

In the midst of renewed violence between Israelis and Palestinians, Kobe Tzafrir, owner of the Humus Bar in Kfar Vitkin, Israel, hopes to sow a message of peace.

He announced last week that the Hummus Bar will take 50% off for Arab and Jewish people who dine together.

But the story gets even better. Though it’s a heavy discount, the scheme has not been bad for business — actually, quite the opposite.


“I saw them at the Scene and everybody said, ‘This guy Robert really likes you, but I was intimidated by him because I knew every groupie, including the really hardcore chicks like Devon Wilson, was after him, and I didn’t want to get involved. The night of their concert we were at Ratner’s, a Jewish dairy restaurant next door, and Robert saw me and came over. ‘Oh, there you are. Would you like to come up and see my etchings?’ He literally said that to me.”

“I was thinking, ‘I really want a boyfriend, but this guy doesn’t live in America.’ Then I saw a picture of his baby daughter, and thought, just like Scarlett O’Hara, ‘I’ll think about that another day.’”

“He took me to visit some people selling jewelry from Morocco and said, ‘I should buy you something.’ I knew it was a parting gift. Then taking me home in the cab, he said, ‘Hold me. I just want to remember what it was like.’”

“Losing a love relationship when you’re that young forms a neutral pathway in your brain that never goes away. The old love stays with you and will always be there. Especially if your old love happens to be Robert Plant.”

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first of all i think its adorable u chose my name in binary. secondly u are basically me but taller and prettier and a month younger like wtf we have a psychic connection. i love u sm and i cant wait to visit u so we can go eat at that jewish southern comfort food restaurant

As some of you know, I headcanon Lydia and Stiles as Jewish. So, what do you think they do for Hanukkah. If anything at all? Does it become a big pack thing?

I think Stiles has been celebrating both Hanukkah and Christmas for as long as he’s been friends with Scott (and vice versa lbr), and even though neither of them are particularly observant, Stiles does find a kind of peace in lighting the menorah with his dad and Scott and Melissa. And he gets like a million presents and then several more when he’s at Scott’s house for Christmas, so there’s that. Stiles tries not to think about Claudia during the holidays; it hurts too much.

Lydia’s extended family is huge, and none of them live anywhere near Beacon Hills, so her presents usually arrive in the mail. She and her mom and a few visiting cousins share a really nice dinner together on at least one night of Hanukkah every year or so (assuming she doesn’t go out of town herself). Lydia’s favorite Hanukkah memory is the year Allison came over with a tiny little perfectly gift-wrapped box cradled in her mittens. She was nervous about giving it to Lydia, but she shouldn’t have worried, because as soon as Lydia opened the box and pulled out the small silver Star of David dangling from an exquisite silver chain, Lydia’s entire face lit up. And when she found out Allison made it herself, well, let’s just say she totally earned that soft kiss on the cheek Lydia gave her in thanks.

When they were little kids, Lydia and Stiles attended the same temple with their families. But the older they got, and the more death and loss they experienced, things like going to temple fell by the wayside. Stiles hasn’t set foot in a temple since his mom’s funeral. Lydia gradually stopped going some time in middle school. Neither of them misses the religiosity, but they do kinda miss the fellowship.

Which Scott notices one year when they’re all older and just about to finish college. The pack is scattered to the four winds, and just getting everybody in Beacon Hills during the same week is a feat, especially with people starting their winter holidays at different times. But he pulls it off. He gets Kira and Malia to help him decorate Derek’s empty loft. Liam and Mason are given a list of stuff to buy from a local Jewish restaurant and bakery. Scott even has the Sheriff’s permission to use the old Stilinski family menorah for his secret plans that aren’t really all that secret at this point.

Lydia and Stiles get separate calls from Scott to meet him at Derek’s loft one night. They arrive at the same time and are sort of confused. But they go up anyway, and as soon as Stiles slides the door open, everyone inside yells “Happy Hanukkah!”

Lydia’s jaw drops, and Stiles will never admit to getting instantly misty-eyed, even though he absolutely did. Everybody is there, including parents, and between the lights strung up around the space and the banquet spread out on the long table, neither Lydia nor Stiles knows what to say. Stiles looks at Lydia and nods at the menorah. She grabs his hand and leads him over to the table.

“How’s your Hebrew?” she asks.

“Probably better when I was 6,” he replies, and everyone gets a chuckle out of it. Lydia rolls her eyes fondly and lets him light the first candle as she effortlessly starts reciting the first blessing in flawless Hebrew. Her mom, the Sheriff, and (haltingly) Stiles join in, and everyone else just listens as the words fill the room.

Stiles looks up and catches Scott watching him, so he winks, because he KNOWS this whole thing was Scott’s idea. Scott shrugs a shoulder and ducks his head a little, blushing at the acknowledgement.

By the time they finally get to dig into the food (the latkas disappeared almost as soon as the dish was uncovered), Stiles asks his dad if he’ll tell everybody the story of Hanukkah for tradition’s sake. The Sheriff doesn’t really want to, and he’s pretty sure everyone has already heard it.

“I haven’t,” Malia says between bites of fried potato.

“Me neither,” Mason pipes up.

The Sheriff pats Stiles on the back and says, “Why don’t you tell it?”

Stiles takes a deep breath, and turns to Malia and Mason. “Okay, so way back in the days before decent WiFi, there were these Jewish rebels who rose up against an oppressive, evil empire. They were kinda like Jedi, only instead of using the Force, they prayed and fought a lot. Scott, I’ll explain to you why that makes sense later. Anyway…”

Lydia looks around at everyone paying careful attention to Stiles as he tells the Hanukkah story. She’s filled with a warmth and contentment she hasn’t felt in a long time. Her fingers absently brush her chest and the silver Star resting there. Though she isn’t observant, there are some traditions and memories she wanted to always keep close to her heart. One day, she’ll tell everyone about the necklace. Maybe next year, she thinks.

Because there’s definitely going to be a next year.

itsybitsywidow  asked:

1: gentile here - I'm interested in conversion, and when I went on a holiday to Kraków, I went to see Kasimierz (the former Jewish quarter) and I was just so shocked with the amount of appropriation going on - on Szeroka (main street) there's tons of gentile owned, non kosher "Jewish kitchen" restaurants, there's people selling Hanukiahs (labelled candle holder) and cheap Chai necklaces everywhere and it's just pretty gross because it's obvious that they just exploit Kasimierz for financial gain

2: and the only “authentic” Jewish places were the museums and synagogues, since they are actually ~held~ by Jewish organisations like Chabad. on a different note, I am glad I picked a (free) guided tour, because the guide (a gentile) knew a lot, was in contact with local rabbis and had read a lot of accounts of people who grew up there, and even though the tour was clearly aimed at non Jews, the guide knew his shit (from what I can tell with the time I spent reading about Judaism

3: that makes me want to convert (though I know I’m nowhere near as knowledgable as a Jewish person, but probably more than the average gentile))

The appropriation of Polish goyim of their Jewish past is notable and awful, frankly.  I saw it when I was in Kraków in the early 2000s.  The Jewish ghetto wasn’t in the city, it was across the river where it was more easily liquidated without disturbing the city at large and it hadn’t survived the war, but the set for Schindler’s List had been built in Kraków proper, and the set had been preserved.  So it was the stand-in for the Jewish past that the goyim had destroyed, and it was aimed purely at the tourism market.  The “kosher style” restaurants were dreadful, and totally bastardised the cuisine.  It was an eye-opener – and it also spoke to the power of the romanticised view of the shtetl, both on Jews and goyim, because really, Kraków’s “Jewish tours” are Disney-fied visions of the past.  It’s Ashkenaziland, and it has as much in common with actual history as a Disney film does.  Considering the brutal way Poles reacted when their Jewish neighbours who had survived the Shoah came home, this eager embrace of Jewish tourist money is even more disgusting, frankly. -Anya