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Baruch Dayan HaEmet: RivkA

As many who follow the Jewish blogosphere are aware, RivkA, authoress of the blog Coffee and Chemo, passed away.  Her funeral is underway in Jerusalem as I write this.

I first became aware of RivkA at the first Jewish bloggers’ conference two years ago.  While most of the bloggers present had Israel advocacy as one of the central concerns of their blogs, RivkA actually had much more in common with the world at large in her fight against cancer and her struggle to maintain a normal life with her husband and children while living with her illness.  A few months ago, I had a dream after reading one of her blog posts in which she debated when to tell her children that the cancer had spread to her brain.  (Should she tell them as soon as possible, or should she wait until they had attended some activities they had been looking forward to?  How would she be able to tell some at one time, and others later?  How to put off giving them bad or frightening news as long as possible, without withholding from them news they had a right to hear?)  In my dream, I was diagnosed with cancer and was faced not only with the daunting task of treatment, major life changes, and a likely shortened time on earth, but the even more devastating job of informing my young children and living with all of our feelings for the rest of my life.

My nightmare was RivkA’s reality.  Reading her blog could be difficult, but in addition to the concern I felt for what she was living with, I also found profound wisdom there.  She once wrote in a post (my paraphrase), “I used to think there were two types of people: those with easy lives, where everything is pleasant and goes smoothly, and those whose lives are difficult and a day-to-day struggle.  Now I know there are two types of people: those with difficult lives, and those we don’t know very well.”

This is my first experience in my short blogging life of losing one of our own, and one of our finest.  To RivkA’s family and friends: HaMakom yinachem etchem b’toch sha’ar avlei Tzion v’Yerushalayim. May RivkA’s memory be blessed.

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I received the following by email.  For those unfamiliar with the Herodion, it is the site of a pleasure palace/spa built by King Herod circa 40 BCE atop a man-made mountain in eastern Gush Etzion.  The mountain underneath the palace is a veritable rabbit warren of tunnels, some used by Jews fighting the Romans until 73 CE, others dating later to the Bar Kochba rebellion (around 135 CE).  Dr. Netzer was a national treasure.

With great sadness the Gush Etzion Foundation announces  the untimely passing of Professor Ehud Netzer (Hebrew University), excavator of the Herodion and most famous archeologist. He suffered from a serious and tragic fall during a dig at the Herodion archeological site.

Netzer was reportedly leaning against a wooden railing on Monday when it gave way. He fell nearly 10 feet before landing – only to roll and fall an additional 10 feet. He was rushed to
Hadassah in critical condition.

The 76-year-old archeologist is one of the foremost experts on Herodion, a man-made mountain built by King Herod near the community of Tekoa, in Gush Etzion. Netzer has carried out digs at the site for more than three decades; three years ago, he found the site of Herod’s grave – a discovery that was considered the pinnacle of his career.

Digs he performed in 1968 in Jericho unearthed a Hasmonean winter palace that sported bathing pools and gardens, widely considered the most significant archeological site dealing with that period in Jewish history. The digs also unearthed the Jericho synagogue, considered the largest Jewish house of worship ever discovered.

In 1978, Netzer finished his doctoral dissertation at Hebrew University, which focused on Herod’s palaces at Herodion and Jericho. He became a senior lecturer at the university in 1981, where he has taught ever since.

Today we lost a great man who dedicated his life to the preservation of Jewish history.

The funeral will take place tomorrow, Friday, October 29, at 10 am, in Kibbutz Kiryat Anavim outside of Jerusalem.

May his memory be blessed.

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This is the fourth in a series of interviews with some of my favorite home cooks.  (Read my previous interviews with Mimi, Leora, and Batya.)  Ilana-Davita has been one of my favorite bloggers for some time.  She and I share a profession as well as a love of gardening (though her garden is far lovelier than mine), of good home cooking, and blogging, of course.  I also admire her photography and enjoy following her travels around Europe, to her beloved Sweden, and to the Far East.

Please introduce yourself in a few sentences.

I am a French English teacher and have been so for over twenty years; after teaching in a middle school for seven years, I now teach in a high school. I live in a middle-sized town in the North of France. Religiously I consider myself a traditional Jew and attend a Conservative shul when I am in Paris and a small Orthodox one in my town.

From whom did you learn to cook?  (If not from a person, how?)
I learnt to cook from my mother. She is a wonderful and creative cook who always comes up with new recipes and ideas. I learnt by observing her and when I left for college I really started to cook my own food and attempted to find my own style.

In what style do you cook predominantly (e.g. Mediterranean, Jewish, Asian)?
My style tends to vary according to whims and seasons. In the summer, it is more Mediterranean while in the winter it is more traditional. My recipes are also influenced by the places where I have lived (England and Scotland) and by my trips, mostly those to Hong Kong and Sweden. My love for curries certainly dates back to eating lamb curry in an Indian restaurant in England more than twenty years ago (in my pre-kosher years).

Finally I  try to cook healthily – with emphasis on vegetables – and try to avoid buying processed food. Besides I don’t like my food to be bland and always welcome tasty recipes.

What dietary guidelines do you observe (kashrut, vegetarian, vegan, Paleolithic diet)?
I keep kosher and don’t cook meat more than a couple of times a week. I now tend to eat more fish and my meals are often vegetarian in the evenings.  I had never heard about the Paleolithic diet before this interview.

What are your favorite foods?  What food aversions do you have?
I like to eat fish and curries. I do have one food aversion: fat! Food swimming in fat makes my stomach churn.

What is your relationship to your kitchen, to food, to cooking?
I enjoy cooking especially when I have the time to do it, and also to shop beforehand. I love cookbooks and reading recipes. When at the hairdresser’s I browse magazines for new recipes.  I also love to read and adapt the recipes I find on the Internet. Your previous interviewees (Mimi and Leora) are probably those whose recipes inspire me the most.

What do you think cooking and food say about identity?
I’d say that my cooking reflects what is important for me at different stages of my life. Thus at present it probably reflects my concern with health even though I can easily be tempted by less healthy stuff; pizza comes to mind.  I am also fascinated by the influence of history on Jewish cooking and how much it has contributed to forging specific and diverse Jewish identities.

Please share one of your favorite recipes, either from a blog post or from your own repertoire.
Can I suggest a few rather than one?  Since winter is round the corner here is an easy and wonderful soup from Sweden, a carrot soup which is always a success and a recipe for salmon which echoes my taste for Asian food.

Thank you for this series of interviews.

You’re welcome!


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I’m not sure there’s a soul in the Jewish world who doesn’t know who Alan Dershowitz is.  Made a full professor at Harvard Law School at age 28, one of America’s premier defense attorneys, a stalwart defender of Israel (though not of the settlements), and prolific author of books about the American legal system, Judaism, and Israel, Dershowitz was recently offered (and turned down) the job of Israel’s ambassador to the UN.

I’ve had The Best Defense on my bookshelf for ages.  After spending years accumulating books, I’ve given myself the task, in recent months, of eschewing bookstores, book sales, and the library, and instead pulling out books that have been gathering dust on my shelves and reading them.  (In the course of this exercise, I am evaluating which books I like enough to replace on my bookshelf to reread, lend, or recommend to the Cap’n, and which get tossed onto the pile for my next book swap.  This, of course, makes more room for new books when I go back to collecting them.)  I’ve been on a nonfiction reading streak, and The Best Defense appealed.

I have always found Dershowitz very readable.  His intelligence and sense of humor come through no matter what he writes, and this book shows not only his great legal acuity but also a larger degree of humility than I’ve seen in many of his other books.  (Published in 1982, it is one of his earlier books; perhaps the humility wore off over time as fame and fortune accompanied his career success.)  This book is Dershowitz’s examination of some of the problems that exist in “American blind justice,” i.e. its lack of blindness.  While he observes that the American judicial system is one of the better ones in the world, he has often come up against police perjury, prosecutors who withhold evidence and collaborate with witnesses who lie on the stand, and judges who are either activist or have a personal stake in the outcome of a trial which influences their decisions.  The limitations of defense attorneys are not ignored, but Dershowitz makes a case for their necessity in our society, despite how their clients’ crimes and sleaziness are often projected onto them by the media and the public.

To illustrate his observations about the court system, Dershowitz draws on his colorful experiences as a trial lawyer defending JDL terrorists, a man tried for murder for shooting a corpse, First Amendment issues including pornography and a nude beach on Cape Cod, providing legal defense for Jewish refuseniks in the Soviet court system, and the case of the Tison brothers who were tried for murders their father committed, and among a few other cases.  Some of the cases are more gripping than others (the Tison case had me riveted), and some were still unresolved at the time of publication, but all of them served as excellent examples of some of the flaws in the American judicial system.

It is ironic, but while I found myself very left-leaning in my youth (college and for many years after), I—as much as anyone else—criticized defense attorneys like Dershowitz for defending slimy characters like Leona Helmsley and O.J. Simpson: flashy, loud, aggressive defenders who seemed to revel in the limelight they themselves enjoyed while the media followed every motion and witness in the course of the trials.  I say “ironic” because it should be the liberal thinkers in a society who should be the greatest proponents of the right of even the shadiest, most unsavory—and yes, guiltiest—characters in society to a quality defense.  It is only since I’ve backed off from my unquestioningly liberal views that I have begun to see things differently, and Dershowitz’s critique of the seamier side of the judicial system, his vivid descriptions of the ways in which people accused of crimes are not dealt with fairly (or legally), and the reasons why a defense attorney must focus all his or her energy on providing a forceful, even aggressive, defense resonated with me.  Dershowitz does not spare trial lawyers from his critique; he takes to task trial lawyers who compromise their clients’ interests through serving their own desire for fame, for a cozy relationship with prosecutors and judges, for laziness, for activism (when dedication to a cause is greater than that to a client), or for excessive integrity (when a “general reputation may be built on the imprisoned lives of those defendants whose short-term interest in freedom may have been sacrificed to the lawyer’s own long-term interest in developing a reputation for integrity”).

I’ve often wondered how defense attorneys sleep at night, having as they do the job of trying to get their clients (who are almost always guilty of the crimes they’re accused of) freed.  Dershowitz answers this by writing, “I do not apologize for (or feel guilty about) helping to let a murderer go free—even though I realize that someday one of my clients may go out and kill again.  Since nothing like this has ever happened, I cannot know for sure how I would react.  I know that I would feel terrible for the victim.  But I hope I would not regret what I had done—any more than a surgeon should regret saving the life of a patient who recovers and later kills an innocent victim.”  This is an interesting analogy.  The difference of course is that the surgeon who saves a life is keeping someone from dying, not from doing jail time (which is what most murderers get).  And in this scenario, Dershowitz also doesn’t mention the surgeon knowing that his patient is a murderer, whereas the defense attorney seeks to keep a known murderer from being punished.  In my view this is not a fair comparison.  But I digress.  I take Dershowitz’s point about a defense attorney’s job being that of helping his client go free.  If I were accused of a crime (one that I’d done, or one that I’d not done), a zealous, savvy, highly skilled lawyer dedicated to nothing but securing my freedom would be exactly what I would want.  In each of the cases he discusses having taken on, Dershowitz describes the tactics and strategies he and his legal team employed, from drawing on precedent-setting cases to prevent his clients from being sent to the electric chair, to rushing out to a barber for a conservative shave and haircut before defending clients before a court known to scorn “bearded, long-haired-hippies.”

Dershowitz is most persuasive when he discusses the freedoms that underlie even the very imperfect justice system in America.  He writes, “Part of the reason why we are as free as we are, and why our criminal justice system retains a modicum of rough justice despite its corruption and unfairness, is our adversary process: the process by which every defendant may challenge the government. …I believe that defending the guilty and the despised—even freeing some of them—is a small price to pay for our liberties.”  This is a compelling point: when justice systems are dismantled, or have no appeals process (the Cap’n reminded me of the Cardassian justice system, where the verdict is decided before the trial begins, and the trial is held merely to stir up the public and serve the government’s ends), then freedom is seriously compromised.  Defense attorneys are “the final barrier between an overreaching government and its citizens,” words which would seem more predictable coming out of the mouth of a dyed-in-the-wool Republican than an active member of the ACLU.  When Dershowitz traveled to China in 1980 to advise the People’s Republic on its criminal justice system, he was asked, “Why should our government pay someone to stand in the way of socialist justice?”  His response is that “[s]ince not all defendants are created equal in their ability to speak effectively, think logically, and argue forcefully, the role of a defense attorney—trained in these and other skills—is to perform those functions for the defendant.  The process of determining whether a defendant should be deemed guilty and punished requires that the government be put to its proof and that the accused have a fair opportunity to defend.”

Over the years I have become more suspicious of government power.  It’s not because of any run-ins with the law, and it’s not because I’ve become rich.  Rather, I believe I understand human nature better, and all of its temptations to stray from the proper path.  (Sadly, this book confirms some of my darkest suspicions of human nature.)  And as a Jew and an Israeli, I have also seen, both in history and in the present, the zealousness of the media, governments, and public opinion to convict a people and a nation of unspeakable crimes without proof or even a proper hearing.  The court of world opinion is strikingly similar to the Cardassian courts, where nowadays Israel is guaranteed to lose its case, no matter what it is, before the trial even opens.  Justice can, at times, seem to be as elusive as, well, peace in the Middle East.

In the end, I don’t know whether my liberal credentials have been enhanced or diminished by my views, which have been further shaped by reading Dershowitz’s book.  On the one hand, my belief that everyone deserves a spirited defense in the court system would seem to argue in favor of my liberalism.  On the other hand, my belief in that creed stems from a conviction that people are NOT basically good or trustworthy, and must be checked and balanced in an adversarial court system, which suggests a more cynical, conservative view.  At the end of the day, I don’t suppose a label on my political views much matters.  What matters is one of the statements Dershowitz closes the book with: “To me the most persuasive argument for defending the guilty and the despised is to consider the alternative.  Those governments that forbid or discourage such representation have little to teach us about justice.  Their systems are far more corrupt, less fair, and generally even less efficient than ours..”

Hear, hear.

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Life as vacation

I did a lot of traveling after college.  I spent six months traveling through Asia and Europe soon after graduation (and blogged about it 20 years later here), and another entire summer in southern Europe a few years later.  I knew exactly what I was doing at the time: taking advantage of my youth, my lack of attachments, and my ability to withstand the daily grind of sightseeing, youth hostel lockout hours, summer (and tropical) heat, and the eerie phenomenon of midnight waking where I wasn’t even sure what country I was in.  Too, though I didn’t know it yet, I was enjoying some pretty fabulous cuisine that would be off-limits once I decided to become Orthodox.

I had all that in mind the other day when I took the morning off from laundry, cleaning, my half-hearted employment search, and other daily cares and drove into Jerusalem to spend a few hours with my cousin who was just ending a 10-day, whirlwind tour of Israel.  We had breakfast out on the shaded patio of the David Citadel Hotel dining room, then browsed through the Mamilla outdoor shopping mall.  It was a construction site when the Cap’n and I stayed in the nearby Dan Pearl Hotel on our honeymoon in 2001, but the last time my cousin was here, in 1959, it was right on the 1949 Armistice Line, i.e. No Man’s Land.  When we reached the end of the mall near the Jaffa Gate, I asked her if she would like to continue, and meander through the Old City.  She readily assented.

Her tour had taken in the Kotel Plaza and the Western Wall tunnel tour, but that was the extent of their time in the Old City.  So I was honored and delighted to be the one to show her the Tower of David (onetime home of King Herod), the Golden Menorah, the excavated section of the First Temple Period wall, the Cardo, the rebuilt Hurva Synagogue, and a view of the Mount of Olives and Robinson’s Arch.  One can spend days exploring the wondrous things in the Old City—the Burnt House, the Old Yishuv Court Museum, the Tower of David Museum, the Davidson Museum (which includes the Southern Wall excavations, including the Hulda Gate to the Holy Temple), the Wohl Archeological Museum (where one can walk through the excavated neighborhood of the Temple priests, see their bathtubs, get a glimpse of how the Roman-era sewage system worked, and see scorch-marks on some of the walls, left from the burning of the city during the destruction of 73 CE) and dozens more amazing sights.

As we walked through this amazing city, I told her how I had loved traveling years ago, and how I decided early on that I would try to make my life as much like a vacation as possible.  I still expected to work and I wanted a family, but I also wanted to live somewhere exotic, beautiful, and fascinating.  I once lived in San Luis Obispo, California, a small town on the central coast that during the school year was fairly quiet, but which came alive with swarms of tourists in the summer, flocking to the quaint main street, the mission (built in 1770, one of a string of missions built by Spanish priests as they tooled up the California coastline), the annual Mozart Music Festival and Jazz Festival, the Hearst Castle (about an hour up the coast), and the nearby beach towns which boasted fresh seafood, bromeliads, a rare nesting pair of endangered California condors, and dozens of little inns, restaurants, and craft fairs.  I loved living in such a quaint, beautiful place and the tourists, rather than annoying me with their crowding, chattering, and shutter-clicking, made me proud to be a resident.

How much more so do I feel that living in Israel.  To be able to take a morning and spend it with family or friends, in a restaurant overlooking the Temple Mount, walking through the streets of a 3000 year old city, visiting the Tomb of the Patriarchs (also a short drive away), or flying a kite in the Judean Hills with the Dead Sea and the mountains of Edom (Jordan) in the background is more than living a vacation.  It’s living in history.  It’s living five lives at once.  It’s living a dream.

It just doesn’t get better than this.

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“Sixty Minutes” recently did a spot on Ir David (“The City of David”), the archeological site located in the Jerusalem neighborhood of Silwan, home to a few hundred Jews and a majority Arab population.  Here’s the video of the segment, hosted by Lesley Stahl:


I was eager to watch it, thinking it was going to be an exciting look at some incredible ancient ruins being uncovered, but instead Stahl focused almost entirely on the political ramifications of the dig.  By the time the 14 minutes and change were over, I wasn’t sure which she thought was the bigger obstacle to peace in the Middle East: Jews digging in united Jerusalem to uncover their glorious past, or Jews living in united Jerusalem near where Jews are digging up their glorious past.

Here are a few of her observations in the segment, which need no elaboration or response from me:

  • Regarding Clinton’s Simple Plan for divvying up Jerusalem according to population distribution: “It’s not so simple anymore.”
  • “It’s controversial that the City of David uses discoveries to try to confirm what’s in the Bible, particularly from the time of David, the king who made Jerusalem his capital.”
  • “There’s an implicit message that because David conquered the city for the Jews back then, Jerusalem belongs to the Jews today.”
  • Regarding the tours of the site provided for soldiers in the IDF: “Archeology is being used as a political tool.  Maybe—I hate to use the word, but—‘indoctrination’ almost.”

I worked for a while on a long post addressing some of the inanities in her presentation of the facts, but decided it just wasn’t worth it.  Hameveen meveen.

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The independent Michael Totten

A couple of years ago, my friend Michael A. Burstein (a science fiction writer; here’s his website) steered me toward independent journalist Michael Totten’s blog.  I was pleased to find Totten’s reporting thorough, thoughtful, and unprejudiced.  He takes a keen interest in the Middle East, visiting Lebanon and Israel frequently.  With Israel in most journalists’ sights, I was pleased to find someone reporting on my adopted country who clearly has no hidden agenda. (I was also pleased to discover he’s a fellow Portlander.  Ah, that rainy, rosy city in the beautiful Northwest.)  He writes in a clear, unassuming prose, and his longer pieces are always accompanied by photographs that lend another dimension to his stories and interviews.

Totten was in Israel in August, and two of his pieces resulting from that trip pleased me in particular.  The first is an observation on the kindness of Israelis (not, I would guess, the first thing one thinks of after reading the news these days).  In this piece, published in the online Commentary magazine, Totten writes,

A few days ago, I announced that I’m leaving for Israel this week now that I’ve finished and sold my book, and the same thing happened that always does when I mention in public that I’m on my way over there. My in-box filled with offers of generous assistance from Israelis whom I’ve never met or even heard of. Most offered to buy me dinner. Some said I could sleep on their couch or in a spare bedroom. A few even offered to show me around, introduce me to people, and set up appointments for me. …

This rarely happens when I go anywhere else in the world. It happens every time I’ve announced a trip to Israel, though, in times of peace and during war, and it has been happening to me for years.

I get these sorts of offers from the entire range of Israeli society, from people affiliated with Peace Now to the settler movement. I can always count on kind and generous people in Arab countries to help me out once I’ve arrived, but only Israelis reach out so extensively, so consistently, and in such large numbers before I even get off the plane.

The second piece is an interview with David Hazony, an American-born Israeli writer and former editor-in-chief of Azure magazine.  While they mostly discussed Israeli politics and society, Totten also includes a video about Hazony’s new book, The Ten Commandments: How Our Most Ancient Moral Text Can Renew Modern Life, published last month, and recently added to my Amazon wish list.

I highly recommend Totten as a source of news and perspective.  He has done some fascinating interviews, and because he publishes many of them on his own blog, he does not have to cut them to fit space in print.  This allows for tangents and thoroughness which it’s rare to find anywhere else.  I don’t always have time to read his long pieces, but I was rewarded by his interview with a former Iranian Revolutionary Guardsman, and on my list to read are his interview with Michael Young about Lebanon (viewed from the inside) and with Jonathan Spyer, an Israeli Middle Eastern analyst who specializes in Lebanon and has visited that country undercover, both with and without a passport.

Journalists who are independent, both in the financial and in the mental sense, are a rare find these days, and Totten is too good not to read.  Please join me in supporting Totten by making a contribution to his efforts, and by enjoying his high quality reporting.

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I hope she won’t be offended, but I consider Batya Medad the grande dame of Jewish food blogging.  As the founder of the Kosher Cooking Carnival and a longtime dedicated Israeli blogger (her blogs are called me-ander and Shiloh Musings), she enjoys a dedicated readership and combines her love of food, Judaism, and the Land of Israel in her blog posts.  This is not to say that she is a lover of 20-step recipes; on the contrary, what inspires me about her cooking is its uncomplicated method and blending of flavors that naturally go together.  Remembering a friend describing how her sister dreaded Shabbat because of the volume and formality of cooking, I would love to have steered her toward Batya’s recipes.  (This is the third in a series.  If you haven’t had a chance yet, go back and read my interviews with Mimi and Leora.)

Please introduce yourself in a few sentences.

I’m American born, made aliyah after getting married 40 years ago, so I’m just short of two-thirds of my life in Israel, and since we’re 29 years in Shiloh, close to half my life here.  I wasn’t raised in a religious home.  Got introduced to Torah Judaism through NCSY when in high school and then learned about Zionism from other “Jewish activists” in Great Neck, NY.

From whom did you learn to cook?  (If not from a person, how?)

I learned very basic cooking growing up, nothing fancy.  I’m still a “simple” cook and always will be.  That doesn’t stop me from cooking everything, as you can see on me-ander.

In what style do you cook predominantly (e.g. Mediterranean, Jewish, Asian)?

I cook healthy, simple, kosher, Ashkenaz Jewish Israeli.  Very me.

What dietary guidelines do you observe (kashrut, vegetarian, vegan, Paleolithic diet)?

We’re strictly kosher, and I’ve been low carbohydrates for almost two years.

What are your favorite foods?  What food aversions do you have?

I love vegetables. I can live without carbs.  When I eat them I have no control.  Since I changed my way of eating I’ve done some diet coaching and would like to do more.  My favorite food I shouldn’t eat is Haagen Dazs 5 mint ice cream (or regular mint chip.)  Actually I love ice cream, not chocolate, and can eat ridiculous quantities so I’ve made a rule: I limit myself to my Haagen Dazs mint when abroad, in the States.  I can polish off an entire pint on my own as a meal. When in Arizona it’s convenient, since proper kosher meals aren’t easily available.

What is your relationship to your kitchen, to food, to cooking?

Strange question.  I didn’t know much about kitchen design when we built the house, but we do have some good things, like slightly lower upper cabinets so I can reach both shelves.  Most Passover stuff is in the kitchen in the second tier of upper cabinets.  We have a very useful “pantry wall.”

I try not to obsess about food. I was a vegetarian for 25 years and drove people nuts, so now I try to be nicer.  I do like things clean and cringe when seeing how people touch food without washing.  I was cook in the baby day care center for four years and there were no cases of food poisoning nor stomach trouble from the food.  I’m a lazy cook, simple and easy recipes for me.

What do you think cooking and food say about identity?

I’m not out to prove anything, compete in terms of  fancy or quality.  I’m more secure about my cooking than I used to be.

Please share one of your favorite recipes, either from a blog post or from your own repertoire.

My “fancy vegetables”  and also my vegetable soup.

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While the Cap’n put the girls to bed tonight, Bill subjected me to one of our countless games of parental Marco Polo.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“What?”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“WHAT?”

“Knee,” pointing to own knee that got slightly skinned yesterday.

“Yes, you scraped your knee.  Is it feeling better?”

“Yep.”

“Good.”

Pause.

“Mama.”

“Yes, B?”

“Mama.”

“Yes, B?”

“Mama.”

“Yes, B?”

“Mama.”

“Yes, B?”

“Mama.” “Yes, B?” “Mama.” “Yes, B?” “MamaYes, B?MamaYesB?MamaYesB!!!!!!!”

“Mama.”

Gritted teeth.  “Yes, B?”

“Knee.”

“Yes, B.”

If I wanted to save some money, I could take this kid out of day care and have him home with me ALL DAY LONG.  Then again, perhaps that 1000 shekels a month is well spent after all.

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I wrote my most recent post without having finished reading last Friday’s Jerusalem Post.  After reading Amotz Asa-El’s piece on why Israelis demand recognition, I had to add it to my blog as another important perspective.  He explains why not demanding recognition from the Egyptians was a mistake, and why recognition in today’s Israel-bashing world has become so important.  An excerpt:

Collectively, these … detractors make us feel like medieval rabbis who were cornered into disputations that were ostensibly aimed at exploring truth, but in fact were designed to humiliate the Jews.  Facing the intensity, disingenuousness and nefariousness of all this, we realize that what was once a religious offensive on our right to our faith, and then became a fascist attack on our right to our lives, has now returned as an international assault on our right to our land.

Read the whole piece here.

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Abbas and the Jewish state

With the building freeze over for several weeks, Israelis living in the West Bank have been watching PM Binyamin Netanyahu to see if he will buckle under US pressure and reinstate a building moratorium to try to keep Abbas in his seat at the peace negotiations.

Yesterday I learned that Bibi had offered the Arabs an additional two months of no settlement building in exchange for an official Arab recognition of Israel as a Jewish state.  Personally, I was thrilled.  I know many people who think Bibi is slippery, and as weak as any Israeli PM in the face of American pressure.  But for some reason I can’t quite pin down, I believe he’ll do the right thing.  He’s cool-headed under pressure.  He doesn’t lose sight of Israel’s goals and role in history as the cradle of our nationhood and current homeland for Jews everywhere.  He knows his support base and weighs their needs and expectations carefully in making his decisions.  Because of this, despite being what many would call “hawkish” (a ridiculous term, since the “dovish” left has never succeeded in making peace either), Bibi enjoys a stable coalition in the government, and a generally satisfied—if slightly leery—base among the electorate.

I was also not surprised at the immediate Arab rejection of Bibi’s offer.  Critics of the current negotiations have stated that Arafat painted any successor into a corner by declining the offer of land and limited return of refugees to Israel, and refusing to end the conflict.  If Arafat did not accept that offer, the pundits say, Abbas cannot accept anything less.  In addition, Abbas has no mandate to lead the Palestinian Arabs, since his term of office expired in February 2009, and he’s remained in office, postponing elections indefinitely, for 20 months.  Instead, he repeatedly threatens to resign and dissolve the PA if his every demand is not met by Israel and the Americans.  And when he’s not threatening to resign, he’s been shopping around the Arab League for permission to dissolve the talks anyway.

So who is really interested in peace here?  Bibi has called his bluff.  He agreed to the 10 month building freeze to coax Abbas to talk.  Abbas waited until one month before the freeze expired to pull his finger out and get on a plane.  Now he’s miffed that the housing freeze isn’t being reinstated just to keep him at the table.  And for the first time in a long time, an Israeli prime minister has turned the tables on an Arab leader and made a clear, simple demand: recognize the Jewish state for what it is.

But Abbas can’t turn his back on the great aspiration of the Palestinian cause: to one day rule over all of Israel.  Their idea of a one-state solution is one with no overt Jewish symbols, Jewish curriculum, or Jewish law of return.  In other words, a state to be ruled by its majority, which in time, they expect, will be Arab.  Failing that, their idea of a two-state solution is a Palestinian state alongside an Israel that is democratic but not expressly Jewish, so that the remedy for a Jewish state could eventually come in the same way as for a one-state solution.  This is not paranoia; it’s fact, stated very clearly in the PLO charter (which has never been revised or discarded), and the raison d’etre of Hamas.

Those who despise Israel will find a way to blame Bibi for the probably breakdown of these talks.  Indeed, he’s already been excoriated (not least by Israel’s leftist press) for the offer, which they see as a “political ploy to sabotage the talks.”  (It just goes to show that Israel can expect any demands it brings to the table to be rejected automatically, whereas Palestinian Arab demands are part and parcel of any peace negotiation, and Israeli compliance with them is expected.)  But those with eyes to see will witness the fact that Bibi takes peace seriously, and Abbas does not.  Bibi is willing to give as well as take.  Abbas believes it is Bibi’s job to give, and his to take.  Bibi is willing to work to see both nations settled successfully in their own lands.  Abbas will only work toward the PLO’s goal of seeing every dunam of this land successfully in the hands of the Arabs.  Bibi’s goal is to end the conflict.  Abbas refuses to declare an end to the conflict until the Jews have been rendered powerless and are at the mercy of the Arabs.  Bibi’s plan will allow Arabs in Israel to remain Israeli citizens.  Abbas will not allow a single Jew to reside in a future Palestinian state.  I don’t know about you, but if no peace breaks out as a result of these talks, I’ll know whom to blame.

I have blogged previously (here and here) about recognition of Israel as a Jewish state.  For further reading on the subject of Israel as a Jewish state, Emmanuel Navon recently wrote a blog post explaining the meaning of “Jewish state.” This post by Lurker on the Muqata blog discusses the new, hotly-contested loyalty oath for new citizens of Israel, including a discussion of the nature of Israel as a Jewish and “democratic” state.  Sort of.  And while some Arabs may anticipate the opportunity to open new hostilities in a third “intifada,” this Arab writer thinks that’s a bad idea.

As my mother-in-law always says at the conclusion of any political conversation, “Well, we’ll see what happens.”

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Today’s post is the second is a series about my favorite home cooks.  (Click here to read the first.)  Today’s favorite foodie is Leora, whose beautiful photos and paintings inspire the mind, and whose healthful, family-friendly, palate-pleasing recipes inspire my own cooking.

Please introduce yourself in a few sentences.

Professionally, I build and maintain websites.  In my “spare” time, I’m a mom of 3, wife, and daughter (my eighty-year-old father lives two blocks away).  I would love to be more of an artist or a potter again – my plan for when my kids are a bit older, especially my youngest.  I was born in New York City and grew up in Newton, Mass. – 17 years in New Jersey hasn’t taken the New England girl out of me.

From whom did you learn to cook? (If not from a person, how?)

My first teacher was my mother (z”l).  At first, she taught us how to make various recipes. When we were teens and she went back to work full-time, she showed me where my favorite recipes were listed, so I could make them for the family.  She had many cookbooks, and I learned how to vary recipes to meet one’s needs (or the ingredients available in the house).  My favorite recipes as a kid were lasagna and chocolate mousse.

In what style do you cook predominantly (e.g. Mediterranean, Jewish, Asian)?

I will call my style the “accommodating” style.  If my kids want beef, I make beef.  If they want tuna noodle casserole, we make that.  When they developed a taste for Chinese food, I learned how to make homemade wontons.  My husband likes bake goods, so I have learned many cake recipes since I got married.  To “accommodate” myself, I’ve been making a variety of vegan dishes, especially cooked salads like umeboshi radishes or cole slaw with ginger or mustard.  I also enjoy making soup – I make a variety of pareve soups, and my family’s favorite is my chicken soup.

What dietary guidelines do you observe (kashrut, vegetarian, vegan, Paleolithic diet)?

We keep kosher.  I am lactose intolerant, so I rarely cook with milk.  I never use trans fats in cooking.

What are your favorite foods? What food aversions do you have?

Favorite – those cooked radishes seasoned with umeboshi paste.  Also, organic chicken cooked with orange and herbs and served on a bed of brown rice.  Food aversion to milk – it makes me gag.  This has been true since childhood, when “they” told me that white smelly stuff was somehow supposed to be good for me.  My boys have been trained to empty their cereal bowls before putting them in the sink, so my contact with milk can be minimized.

What is your relationship to your kitchen, to food, to cooking?

“If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” – I don’t like much bought food, anyway, so I might as well enjoy being in the kitchen.  Blogging about food helps me connect with others who feel similarly.

What do you think cooking and food say about identity?

“You are what you eat, from your head to your feet.” That’s from Pajama Sam, one of the software programs my kids used to play.  I do spend a lot of time monitoring what I eat, for health reasons.  But I also get tempted easily by fatty meat or by chocolate… yum.  I love my own cakes, especially blueberry or peach cake.  As we go to a Sephardi shul, I have learned about foods from some of those countries, like from Turkey or Morocco.  I can never remember the names, but food is a wonderful way for Jews from eastern countries to keep their traditions.  The foods from Eastern Europe, well, I’m not exactly a kugel lover.  My mother, who was born in Russia, used to sometimes make borscht; my contribution to the Russian tradition of beet-making is fresh beet salad.

Please share one of your favorite recipes, either from a blog post or from your own repertoire.

I have 77 posts with recipes, and you ask me to pick ONE?  Oh, dear.  Here’s a post with soup recipes, which has a wonderful illustration (by me):
http://www.leoraw.com/blog/2009/11/soup-beautiful-soup/

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at Batya’s blog.  Check it out.

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I was never a huge fan of Billy Joel.  A few of his songs I like, but most I don’t care about one way or another.

But then this thing turned up on my radar screen.  His song, “We Didn’t Start the Fire” is actually intriguing for its lyrics, which aren’t really lyrics at all, but a catalog of people and events from history between 1949-1989.  In addition to being a cool quiz on world history during those forty years, the song seems to have inspired people to make videos of it.  Here are three homemade videos made up of images from the lyrics:

 

 

 

And here’s another that’s not on YouTube.

For those who want to know more about the people, places, and things in the videos, here is an educational web page about the song: http://www.teacheroz.com/fire.htm.

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Tagging bears

My father sends me lots of cool (and sometimes weird) stuff.  The video below shows a segment from the Canadian Broadcasting Company’s “Rick Mercer Report” where the host trudges out into the snows of Algonquin Park to tag newborn black bear cubs.  Between Mercer’s humor, nutty Canadian accent, and the magnificence of the Park in winter, I call it a very cool armchair adventure.

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Since it’s finally achrei hachagim, I am settling down to do a series on my favorite foodies.  Some are bloggers, some not.  Some I know personally, some not.  But all have something about their cooking that I admire and have learned from.

Today’s featured foodie is Mimi of the Israeli Kitchen food blog.  I love how Mimi combines her love of wholesome food, food history, and Israeli food and culture into her posts.  Here is what she had to say:

Please introduce yourself in a few sentences.

I’m Mimi of the Israeli Kitchen food blog. I’m American/Israeli, married, religiously observant, mother of four, and blissful grandmother of three. What I like to do is make food from the most basic scratch, then write about it. For this, I sometimes get paid.

From whom did you learn to cook?  (If not from a person, how?)

I learned cooking from my mother, who is an light-handed home cook with a fine palate.

In what style do you cook predominantly (e.g. Mediterranean, Jewish, Asian)?

Hard to answer that one, because I’ve lived in many countries and absorbed something of each cuisine. Foods like  American apple pie with a flaky crust – or Brazilian fish baked in coconut milk- or Middle Eastern majadra,  take turns on my table regularly. I guess you could say that I predominantly cook garlic. On a recent visit to the States, my siblings thought the amounts of garlic I used up were hilarious.

What dietary guidelines do you observe (kashrut, vegetarian, vegan, Paleolithic diet)?

I keep kosher and avoid sugar.

What are your favorite foods?  What food aversions do you have?

I love peasant foods like black beans, a crisp-skinned, juicy roasted chicken seasoned with herbs (and garlic). And bread, all kinds of breads, although nowadays I limit the amount I eat for the sake of my health. Good, green olive oil – fresh local vegetables – and fresh fish. Lamb, in season, is a treat.

Aversions? For some reason, I lost the taste for beef years ago. I dislike nutmeg and anything in the liquorice/anise tribe, although a friend converted me to fennel roasted in a little olive oil. I have political issues with foods made from genetically-modified sources: soy, canola, corn. Highly processed foods or chemical-laden edibles like “pareve dairy” are abhorrent.

What is your relationship to your kitchen, to food, to cooking?

Nourishing family and guests fulfills me deeply. It’s that ancient equation, food and love. There is also a mystical aspect: I believe that food is an expression of G-d’s relationship to His creation. But from a purely selfish point of view, cooking is an absorbing creative process for me. I might eat my lunch alone, but I’ll cook it with care because the food is worth it.

As far as my kitchen, it’s small, but I manage to fill it up with equipment, cookbooks, jars full of fruit macerating in vodka, bins overflowing with spices, honeys, vinegars, oils… I spend a lot of time in my kitchen and want to have the exact wooden spoon or spice at hand when I need it.

It makes me happy to work on projects that start from the ground up, like home-curing olives. If I could grow my own olives and press the oil myself, I believe I’d be even happier.

What do you think cooking and food say about identity?

In spite of my preference for local cuisine wherever I’m living, I understand the real need people have to continue eating foods from their home countries, their own cultures. It goes deeper than enjoying particular flavors; it’s Mom and Dad and the grandparents and friends. It’s group memories and how you see yourself in that context.

On another note, I find it interesting that folks get judgmental about others who eat differently than they do. I think that it has something to do with identity. Like: if you eat (or don’t eat) foods other than what I consider normal, I can’t identify with you. You’re possibly not worth getting to know. A narrow-minded point of view, but many people have it and aren’t conscious of it.

Please share one of your favorite recipes, either from a blog post or from your own repertoire.

Sure. Here’s my recipe for haricot beans with Mediterranean seasonings.

Thank you!

You’re welcome. I enjoyed answering these questions. Thank you.


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A few months ago, Rabbi Avi Weiss of Riverdale conferred rabbinical ordination on Sara Hurwitz.  It created something of a furor at the time, which has since seemed to die down (at least in the Orthodox circles I inhabit).  I gave the matter some thought at the time, and wrote a post about it.

I knew Hurwitz was not the first woman to apply herself to the same rigorous study as men do everyday with the goal of smicha in mind.  I’ve had a copy (signed, it turns out—it seems the  Cap’n and I met her years ago) of Haviva Ner-David’s Life On the Fringes: A Feminist Journey Toward Traditional Rabbinic Ordination on my shelf for at least a decade now, and never seemed in the mood to read it.

Then Yom Kippur came around.  The Cap’n buys me a seat in shul every year, but for years I have lacked the sitzfleish for anything more than shofar blowing or neilah.  The rest of the time I’m home, dispensing snacks and drinks, making sure the kids don’t put each other’s eyes out, and alternately davening alone or reading a book of Jewish interest.  Scanning the shelves for a book I hadn’t read yet, and still in a feminist reading mode after Marilyn French’s The Women’s Room (which I reviewed a couple of weeks ago), I took down Ner-David’s book at last.

Boy, have I missed out all these years.  It is an honest, learned, deeply thoughtful exploration of one woman’s attempt to navigate her feminism and commitment to traditional Judaism simultaneously.  From her decision to wear a tallit katan and pray with a tallit gadol, to laying tefillin, to deciding to pursue her studies toward smicha, Ner-David feels much of the same incongruity between her sense of her worth as a woman in the secular world and her second-class status in the Orthodox world that I do.

Now before anyone’s blood pressure goes through the roof at my calling women “second-class,” understand me first.  That does not mean that women are not valued, or that their contributions to the preservation of Jewish tradition are not important, or that they all should feel oppressed every single day.  But to be honest, many of the customs that limit women’s participation in prayer, in donning ritual objects, and in pursuing ordination, are socially and culturally constructed rather than rooted in Jewish law.  And there is incontrovertible evidence that women are not counted as fully human, as fully endowed with the rights that men enjoy.  Where a man says a blessing every morning for not making him a woman, a woman’s comparable blessing is to thank God for making her according to God’s will.  Women cannot serve as witnesses in the majority of legal cases in Jewish law.  Women are legally “acquired” in a kinyan, or exchange, in marriage.  And a woman cannot divorce a man without his consent.  (It works in the reverse as well, but many more women are refused a divorce than men, leaving them unable to remarry and often subjected to blackmail, extortion, and long term emotional abuse.)  There are apologetics for each of these situations, and I’ve heard most of them.  Some women don’t buy them and leave, heading for the more liberal Jewish movements that have rewritten them or done away with them altogether.  And some like me stay, but don’t like them much and hope for a way to be found to soften, reframe, or solve them altogether within the boundaries of Jewish law.

Ner-David describes her life as a child growing up in an household typical of those headed by Orthodox Jews who came of age in the 1950s, where kashrut in the home was a given, but where most women did not cover their hair, families often ate out at non-kosher restaurants (ordering fish or other permitted species of food), and mixed dancing at simchas was not the cue for the rabbis to walk out of a wedding reception (something I witnessed in the 1990s).  Her parents expected to pass on their tradition to their children, but Ner-David could not escape the irony that while she relished the time spent studying Talmud with her father, she could never be a rabbi, while her elder brother—to whom the doors of the rabbinate were wide open—had no interest in learning.  She shares her doubts about God and religion as a teen, gives an account of her bout with anorexia (which she connected to her struggles with her parents over religion), her own gradual return to traditional Judaism, and the choices she makes for herself and her children as an adult and parent.  (Her strong desire for her gan-aged daughter to wear a tallit katan, while it is halachically acceptable, seems to me to border on pressure rather than an invitation.  This is one of my few reservations about this book.)

A feeling of homelessness seems to permeate her journey, where she moves from a feeling of alienation as a teen to outright rejection of Judaism as a young adult, to a new discovery of the beauty and awe of tradition (in concert with her husband, whom she met in college), to a struggle to find a place that is right for her where the form that her faith and devotion takes is often received with confusion and even hostility by other traditional Jews.  Yeshiva University’s ignoring her application to their rabbinical seminary, the refusal of the women studying at Drisha Institute in New York to study in hevruta with her, and her rejection a few years later when she applied to a program that trains women to answer questions about taharat hamishpacha (laws of family purity)—all because she had the audacity to dedicate herself to Torah study on a level usually reserved for men—are some of the examples of reactions she gets to her views of Judaism.

What is in question throughout the book is Ner-David’s intentions.  What is she trying to achieve?  Or, more accurately in the minds of her critics, what is she trying to prove?  Is she on a power trip?  Does she seek glory and titles for their own sake?  Is she the one who is actually hostile to Jewish law, culture, and society?  Ner-David, well-versed in the sources, gives the reader thorough discussions of the texts and poskim relevant to each of her topics (e.g. mitzvot, halachah, chuppah, tumah and taharah, and Torah learning).  She explains why she has made the choices she has, and accepts that other women make other choices according to their and their communities’ interpretations of the laws and customs.  (I read with interest her discussion of why she covers her hair, and while her decision is informed by many of the issues that lead other women to cover their hair, it still doesn’t persuade me to cover mine.)  It is clear to me that her pursuit of Jewish learning is both for its own sake and with a goal in mind: to put that learning to its full potential use.  This is not scorned when a man (even a mediocre man, or a power-hungry man, or a man with limited interpersonal skills) does it, but Jewish learning for women, while it has improved immeasurably in quality and access in recent years, still seems to be viewed as accessory to wifehood, motherhood, and livelihood.

After reviewing the sources regarding women’s Torah study, she relates an incident in which she was serving on a panel in Israel discussing feminism and Orthodoxy.  On the panel with her is Rabbi Seth Farber, a young Orthodox rabbi who describes himself as a feminist.  (It’s 1997; Farber later goes on to found the organization ITIM which helps would-be converts to Judaism and others in Israel navigate the swamp of the Israeli rabbinate.)  After describing her vision of where Orthodoxy might go to allow greater participation by women, she asks Rabbi Farber directly, “Why, if there is no halakhic barrier to women becoming rabbis, are Orthodox rabbis today denying women the right to become rabbis?  Why are you against giving s’micha to women who study the same texts as male rabbinical candidates?”  Rabbi Farber answers that authority, not a piece of paper, makes someone a leader, and that women must first gain that authority and respect.  He tells Ner-David that she is doing a disservice to the Orthodox feminist movement by seeking smicha now, and that in doing so she deflects attention away from the really important issues and giving the opposition easy ammunition to discount the cause.

I’m sure many people would agree with Rabbi Farber, and it gives Ner-David pause as well.  But on considering this point, I must say I am still not convinced.  Does he suggest that women are not currently deserving of respect and authority?  My Orthodox shul in Newton had many well-respected female teachers of Torah, women were invited to give divrei Torah to the whole congregation on Shabbat (at the conclusion of the morning service), and two very competent women served as shul president during my time there.  What is left for women to do?  And to say that Ner-David has not chosen her timing well is hard to support.  Would he have told Alice Paul or Susan B. Anthony that they were doing women a disservice by lobbying for women’s suffrage before men were ready for it?  I would venture to guess that as difficult as it is for men to let go of power, women would still be sitting around waiting for an invitation to vote if they hadn’t advocated for themselves back then.  As for deflecting attention away from “the really important issues,” I fail to see how that is so.  Some of the really important issues of the day include finding a solution to women trapped by their husbands in failed marriages, spousal and family abuse in the Orthodox world, rabbinical intransigence in conversion, and the increasing estrangement of many rabbis in the Israeli rabbinate from the needs of the society they’re supposed to serve—none of which would be hampered by consideration of women’s merit to become rabbinical leaders.  (In fact, I think that by making women rabbis, some of these problems could well be solved more efficiently than by leaving them up to the men currently in charge who seem unable to come up with any solutions.)

Despite the many walls and glass ceilings Ner-David encounters, her doggedness in pursing what she believes is a natural, gradual, rational evolution in Orthodoxy toward greater opportunities for women is inspiring.  In a world where one so often reads about rabbis who shun any public life for women at all, who persecute those who disagree with them (or worse, write them off as non-Jews), and who view as seditious any challenge to their own practices which they are convinced are pure Torah miSinai, Ner-David’s portrait of her teacher, Rabbi Aryeh Strikovsky, is of a man firmly rooted in Torah, whose goal is to make the Torah available to everyone, including those in liberal institutions (Reform and Conservative), religious and secular, men and women.  Regarding the latter, Rabbi Strikovsky quotes Rabbeinu Tam who points to Devorah, a judge who ruled during the period of the Judges in Israel.  He asks, “What was Devorah’s position?  First, she was a leader of the people.  Second, she adjudicated matters of law: Torah law, Jewish law, halakhah.  If a woman can reach this level of learning and leadership ability, of course she can receive s’micha.”  Rabbi Strikovsky is not a political man.  “His agenda,” Ner-David writes, “is driven purely by the pursuit and dissemination of Torah knowledge and values as he understands them, and he will not be limited by other people’s sociological baggage.”  This, of course, points to the question one could just as easily ask those who oppose women’s ordination: “If Jewish history and Jewish sources point to women’s proven ability to be leaders in the Jewish world, isn’t refusing them that opportunity politically motivated?”

My parents-in-law belong to a Reconstructionist synagogue.  It’s always jarring to my mother-in-law to visit us and attend our shul, where she and I sit on the women’s side of the mechitza and the action—the davening, Torah reading, all the speaking parts—happens on the other side.  I can still remember how it felt when I attended my first Orthodox services.  When she whispers to me, “This is a big boys’ club,” I know how she feels.  But I still can’t feel comfortable with the choices liberal Judaism has made in response, dispensing with serious engagement with Jewish texts, paring down the Hebrew service to a few memorized utterances whose meaning no one understands, and devaluing core Jewish practices like dietary laws and Shabbat observance.  There has to be a way for a feminist Orthodox Jew to live her life without denying either her feminism or her Orthodoxy.  I owe women like Ner-David, Blu Greenberg, and the many learned women who support and organize the JOFA and Kolech conferences in America and Israel, women much more learned and dedicated than I am right now, my admiration and gratitude.

This book was published in 2000.  It’s now ten years later.  Where is Ner-David now?  She and her family relocated from Jerusalem to Kibbutz Hannaton the Galilee, where she is instrumental in reviving the kibbutz and inviting progressively-minded Jews to move there and create an open, observant Jewish community.  She teaches at the Conservative Yeshiva and is the founder of Reut: The Center for Modern Jewish Marriage.  She writes articles for publication, which can be accessed at the ZEEK website.

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