My mom was a superwoman. After my dad passed away, leaving my mom to raise 4 children, ranging from 6-19 years in age, she did everything from helping us with our homework, to helping us deal with the grief of losing our dad (while dealing with her own), to working to put food on the table, to putting our clothes on the radiator at night, so they would be nice and toasty for us in the morning. She was amazing. I was 12 when my dad died, but was old enough to help with some things. Cooking was one of those things I learned early on - and probably where my love affair with cooking and food began. Lots of food memories from my childhood to share, but I'll save those for future posts.
We had Shabbat dinner at our house every week. Since Shabbat starts each week at sundown, it was often the case that my mom would not get home early enough on Friday afternoons to cook. That's where I came in (with help from my siblings - we were each assigned dishes to prepare). Dinner was always tasty, and very traditional. But, one thing my mom never did was bake challah, so it's not something I ever learned.
I'm a cook - not a baker. However, I've started baking challah. What a time suck. BUT, I love it! Aside from the aroma of a fresh pot of chicken soup, nothing screams Shabbat more than the scent of challah baking in the oven.
It has become traditional to bake shlissel challah for the Shabbat following Passover. There are many reasons cited for this, and some controversy surrounding it. One either bakes a key inside a challah, or bakes a challah in the shape of a key. I started my challah baking journey a couple of years ago, on this very Shabbat, when I participated in a group baking effort to pray for the healing of a little girl named Ayelet Galena, the daughter of a young couple in my community. Unfortunately, Ayelet passed away. But I was hooked on baking challah. I think of Ayelet each week that I bake, but particularly on this week each year.
If you have any interest in baking challah, my favorite recipe comes from Jamie Geller. The recipe can be found here. My hope is that you find your own food traditions, either that have been passed on to you, or that you have created on your own.
We had Shabbat dinner at our house every week. Since Shabbat starts each week at sundown, it was often the case that my mom would not get home early enough on Friday afternoons to cook. That's where I came in (with help from my siblings - we were each assigned dishes to prepare). Dinner was always tasty, and very traditional. But, one thing my mom never did was bake challah, so it's not something I ever learned.
I'm a cook - not a baker. However, I've started baking challah. What a time suck. BUT, I love it! Aside from the aroma of a fresh pot of chicken soup, nothing screams Shabbat more than the scent of challah baking in the oven.
It has become traditional to bake shlissel challah for the Shabbat following Passover. There are many reasons cited for this, and some controversy surrounding it. One either bakes a key inside a challah, or bakes a challah in the shape of a key. I started my challah baking journey a couple of years ago, on this very Shabbat, when I participated in a group baking effort to pray for the healing of a little girl named Ayelet Galena, the daughter of a young couple in my community. Unfortunately, Ayelet passed away. But I was hooked on baking challah. I think of Ayelet each week that I bake, but particularly on this week each year.
If you have any interest in baking challah, my favorite recipe comes from Jamie Geller. The recipe can be found here. My hope is that you find your own food traditions, either that have been passed on to you, or that you have created on your own.