Did you know? Kosher milk requires every cow to have a Jewish name
You know, like Moo-she, or Cowa'le
Not really, but since Yael is writing this Substack, you get what you get.
In this week’s episode, we’re coming to you from two parts of the globe: Tel Aviv, where I am celebrating my birthday, and Los Angeles, where Chaya Leah is undoubtedly doing something super holy.
Among other things (that you can read about in the show notes), we take a listener question about Hebrew and Jewish pronunciation, and her letter was so lovely i’m including it here. You’ll have to listen for the answer though.
As reminder, you can listen on Paloma Media, Spotify, and Apple Podcasts, where you should rate us and leave a nice comment. Our goal is to grow, spread the holy word, and destroy every other Jewish podcast out there. You are our army.
Speaking of you, we love learning how global our audience is. Despite the fact that half of our listeners are apparently related to Chaya Leah (procreation is a mitzvah after all), i’m still interested in knowing who you are. So take a look at this little map and comment below if you can find yourself. If someone tracks down the guy from Kuwait City, we’ll have him on the show.
I know you love Chaya Leah’s kosher recipes, and I would hate to leave you without one this week, so i’d like to offer my recipe for spiked Dunkaccinos that I mention in the episode.
Step 1: Leave the house with a bottle of Malibu rum in your jacket. I suggest the mid-sized flask shaped one that fits perfectly in almost any pocket.
Go to your nearest Dunkin’ Donuts and order a Dunkaccino. Do not look at the nutritional information.
Hide behind a lamp post or in an alley, open the lid, and pour as much Malibu rum as your heart desires into the Dunkaccino. Close the lid.
Walk around in the park with a friend, happy as a kosher clam.
While I was “researching” this, I found this incredible video of Al Paccino doing a DD commercial. Must be seen to be believed.
Finally, I leave you with most Israeli picture I could find - my nephew, sitting on an abandoned Syrian tank in the Jordan river, eating corn given to him by strangers.
I just learned that “the whole megillah” comes from Yiddish! For my fellow shameful Jews, comes from the Five Scrolls (Five Megillot) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Megillot
my sister and I would play “Yiddish or nonsense” whenever my mom would speak Yiddish to us. We were very suspicious she wasn’t making up words. mieskeit was definitely a family favorite