Wednesday night I had a true delicious Ashkenazi meal of gefilte fish, kreplach soup, carrot and cabbage salad, potatoes, and chicken. I celebrated with my cousins who live in Buenos Aires, ranging from ages 70 to 15, and they were all very interested in what I was doing here for a year.
Nati and me |
Mario, me, and Amalia |
Nico, Mica, Meli, me, and Cami |
homemade kreplach soup |
Thursday I attended services at a Sephardi Modern Orthodox Shul in the beautiful Japanese Gardens:
she has been coming to this Rosh Hashanah service for most of her life. When the shofar was blown, the rabbi asked everyone to cover their eyes and reflect on how they could be better in the upcoming year. It was a beautiful moment allowing the shofar to resonate in my body and penetrate my thoughts as I reflected on the past and upcoming year.
I then joined a Rabbi and his family with my friends from London in their beautiful apartment on Libertador Avenue for a traditional rich Syrian Sephardi Rosh Hashanah lunch of dozens of appetizers followed by rice, meat, fresh vegetables, delicious fruits, and more. Their 23 year-old son told me how he is studying accounting and working at their family's hotels. He is one of six children but the other five all live in Israel now. It was wonderful for them to share some of their Sephardi food traditions and beautiful view overlooking Buenos Aires from their balcony.
Thursday night, I joined a JDC friend, Yael, and her family for another wonderful humongous meal. We started our meal with traditional challah with raisins dipped in honey and then took part in a fun tradition of eating some symbolic foods all that are supposed to ensure a sweet and full new year. We would all put a bit of each food on our fork, say a prayer or phrase for each different food, and then eat it together. We ate:
- Apples and honey for sweetness
- Dates for peace
- Pumpkin for happiness
- Beets for freedom
- Leeks for friendship
- Pomegranate to signify the mitzvahs
- Carrots to hope for "more" in the upcoming year
- "Fish's head" (piece of fish) to remind us to move forward and make progress in the upcoming year
delicious knishes |
My Rosh Hashanah was full of delicous food, new and old traditions, a mix of Ashkenazi and Sephardi celebrations, and conversations with amazing people. All my meals were with people of varying levels of observance, involvement, and connection to Judaism. But what was common was a sense of community and meaning, we were all coming together to celebrate Rosh Hashanah. As I said in my previous post, I could not be more thankful to be a part of the loving, boisterous, powerful, and devoted global Jewish community.
Shana Tova from Argentina!
Se ven que la pasaron muy bien en estas fiestas, Buenos Aires es una ciudad muy hermosa.
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