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magidDespite so many other things going on (I hear WWD was great), I ended up going over to friends for Shabbat dinner.
In shil before that, I realized it's been quite some time since I've been to Friday night davening, and it was good to hear L'cha Dodi in full voice, also Yigdal. On the way out, I ran into the playwright, who I haven't seen in some time, and I was glad to hear his program goes well. I should be able to see a play of his next semester, which is really cool.
When I arrived at D&D's (no, they're not an RPG), they had a wood fire burning in the fireplace. I can't remember the last time I sat in front of a fire... Could it be when D was an undergrad? I hope not! There was a chance to talk before the other guests arr ived, which was good.
And I was pleased to find that Luis was coming, as well. I know him as friend-of-friend, a wonderful person, linguistically talented, a beautiful voice. He was the one other Cantabridgian who went to the wedding in Jerusalem. And w e were able to hear him sing the Spanish love song he sang there again. Much discussion of conversos/crypto-Jews in Spain, and how some of the same ways of studying that community could apply to studying the Jewish community in Ethiopia. I found that there's apparently a cookbook based on recipes mentioned in records from the Inquisition: people were convicted of Judaizing if they ate/didn't eat certain foods at certain times. (side note on that: apparently Cervantes was hinting that Don Quixote might be a crypto-Jew by saying at the beginning that he ate bacon and eggs on Saturdays, to emphasize, as it were, that he wasn't Jewish. Interesting thought.) If I remember correctly, Luis said the cookbook is called A Drizzle of Honey. Perhaps I shall fi nd a copy sometime. Oh, and some word discussions, as well.
The conversation was interesting, the food good (particularly outstanding was the butternut squash soup, but the rest was yummy, including the salmon patties, not cooked on a plug-in elec tric burner near a field of dining room chair legs.). Afterwards, some people headed back to Hillel for an a cappella concert. I walked people there, but was too tired to go in and face the wall of sound that would come as applause.
Thanks again to ZZBottom and his lovely wife for hosting the party. I got to talk to people, eat ice cream, play some Boggle (I even got a few words I was pleased with). Good to hang out with people. Appreciated some of the other glasses brought (Jewish ones! (look through the polarized plastic, and all lights got a halo of a star of David)). And I got a peek at the mysterious basement, source of all warmth. And I got to be thankful that I have never eaten raw lentils with my cereal.
I joined a bunch of people helping in a move Sunday midday. I was impressed at how smoothly things went, even knowing that some things had been moved over in advance. It was quick, pretty efficient. And not only did I get to help people, I got to indulge my nosy self and get to see the layout of other people's spaces. Large apartment... I sometimes wish I had more space in mine. Of course, the more realistic side of me knows that this would just mean more paper drifts in more corners... The strangest part was thinking that one of the other people there to help looked familiar, very familiar. I finally asked, and it turns out we had gone to grad school together, had hiked together. And he'd been thinking I looked familiar, too. Small world.
After the move, over to Brickbottom Open Studios. We ended up seeing all of one bui lding, about half of another. It was interesting seeing what I remembered from last year, what I didn't. Some great watercolors on handmade paper. And the toys. And the wreaths of bizarre things (not to mention the cartography, calligraphy, and stamps). H anging things in the courtyard including ginko leaves, blowing in the wind. Bizarre plants on public windowsills, one looking from some other planet, or perhaps waiting to make an attack... Some interesting small mirrors (I almost got one, couldn't decide) and rooster-with-Persian-carpet oils. Of course, there were also things that were of no interest to me, too.
Dinner, then to see the movie. I'd reread the book the day before, to have it fresh in mind. I noticed some things edited out, or conflated, but on the whole I thought they did an ok job with it. Of course, it's hard for me to step back, see the movie without the overlay of the book, so I'm not sure how well it would stand up on its own. Still, a wonderful visual experience (including the little bonus after the credits (there were some interesting jobs listed in these...)).
Unfortunately, there were two largish groups of people sitting behind us who seemed to think the theater was an extension of their li ving room, so normal voices were appropriate. Most annoying. And I still am somewhat surprised at the age of the children some parents brought to this.
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In shil before that, I realized it's been quite some time since I've been to Friday night davening, and it was good to hear L'cha Dodi in full voice, also Yigdal. On the way out, I ran into the playwright, who I haven't seen in some time, and I was glad to hear his program goes well. I should be able to see a play of his next semester, which is really cool.
When I arrived at D&D's (no, they're not an RPG), they had a wood fire burning in the fireplace. I can't remember the last time I sat in front of a fire... Could it be when D was an undergrad? I hope not! There was a chance to talk before the other guests arr ived, which was good.
And I was pleased to find that Luis was coming, as well. I know him as friend-of-friend, a wonderful person, linguistically talented, a beautiful voice. He was the one other Cantabridgian who went to the wedding in Jerusalem. And w e were able to hear him sing the Spanish love song he sang there again. Much discussion of conversos/crypto-Jews in Spain, and how some of the same ways of studying that community could apply to studying the Jewish community in Ethiopia. I found that there's apparently a cookbook based on recipes mentioned in records from the Inquisition: people were convicted of Judaizing if they ate/didn't eat certain foods at certain times. (side note on that: apparently Cervantes was hinting that Don Quixote might be a crypto-Jew by saying at the beginning that he ate bacon and eggs on Saturdays, to emphasize, as it were, that he wasn't Jewish. Interesting thought.) If I remember correctly, Luis said the cookbook is called A Drizzle of Honey. Perhaps I shall fi nd a copy sometime. Oh, and some word discussions, as well.
The conversation was interesting, the food good (particularly outstanding was the butternut squash soup, but the rest was yummy, including the salmon patties, not cooked on a plug-in elec tric burner near a field of dining room chair legs.). Afterwards, some people headed back to Hillel for an a cappella concert. I walked people there, but was too tired to go in and face the wall of sound that would come as applause.
Thanks again to ZZBottom and his lovely wife for hosting the party. I got to talk to people, eat ice cream, play some Boggle (I even got a few words I was pleased with). Good to hang out with people. Appreciated some of the other glasses brought (Jewish ones! (look through the polarized plastic, and all lights got a halo of a star of David)). And I got a peek at the mysterious basement, source of all warmth. And I got to be thankful that I have never eaten raw lentils with my cereal.
I joined a bunch of people helping in a move Sunday midday. I was impressed at how smoothly things went, even knowing that some things had been moved over in advance. It was quick, pretty efficient. And not only did I get to help people, I got to indulge my nosy self and get to see the layout of other people's spaces. Large apartment... I sometimes wish I had more space in mine. Of course, the more realistic side of me knows that this would just mean more paper drifts in more corners... The strangest part was thinking that one of the other people there to help looked familiar, very familiar. I finally asked, and it turns out we had gone to grad school together, had hiked together. And he'd been thinking I looked familiar, too. Small world.
After the move, over to Brickbottom Open Studios. We ended up seeing all of one bui lding, about half of another. It was interesting seeing what I remembered from last year, what I didn't. Some great watercolors on handmade paper. And the toys. And the wreaths of bizarre things (not to mention the cartography, calligraphy, and stamps). H anging things in the courtyard including ginko leaves, blowing in the wind. Bizarre plants on public windowsills, one looking from some other planet, or perhaps waiting to make an attack... Some interesting small mirrors (I almost got one, couldn't decide) and rooster-with-Persian-carpet oils. Of course, there were also things that were of no interest to me, too.
Dinner, then to see the movie. I'd reread the book the day before, to have it fresh in mind. I noticed some things edited out, or conflated, but on the whole I thought they did an ok job with it. Of course, it's hard for me to step back, see the movie without the overlay of the book, so I'm not sure how well it would stand up on its own. Still, a wonderful visual experience (including the little bonus after the credits (there were some interesting jobs listed in these...)).
Unfortunately, there were two largish groups of people sitting behind us who seemed to think the theater was an extension of their li ving room, so normal voices were appropriate. Most annoying. And I still am somewhat surprised at the age of the children some parents brought to this.
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cookbook
Date: 2002-11-25 07:44 am (UTC)There are some kashrut problems in some of the recipes -- which makes sense given the environment that produced them. People who keep kosher anyway won't have any trouble spotting the problems; I mention this mainly as a warning for people who don't keep kosher who might think this book provides safe recipes for their kosher friends.
Re: cookbook
Date: 2002-11-25 07:53 am (UTC)f