She should put out a kugel kookbook - recipies and pictures with jokes - like what did the pecan kugel call the apple kugel and why did the banana kugel cross the road or a priest, a rabbi and a Buddhist monk walk into a kugel komedy show (no idea what the punchlines are - I leave that to the komedian, but I’ll buy the book). Thanks for another great drop.
It is a truism that for many if not most people no matter their background that foods had in early childhood and into the teens becomes a marker for background and connection. The mere mention at your site today of gefilte fish had me lusting after some of that stuff! But gefilte fish without horse radish (please: white and not the red make --believe stuff) is like--sorry for this reference--shrimp without shrimp sauce. All that good stuff--the kugel et al--so often made at home from scratch. Alas, how we are so busy with I am not sure what that we now buy the stuff ready-made. I do recall the famous brand of Jewish foods called Mothers. I would walk into a crowded deli and yell out Do you handle Mothers? Ah, kugel....send me some!
She should put out a kugel kookbook - recipies and pictures with jokes - like what did the pecan kugel call the apple kugel and why did the banana kugel cross the road or a priest, a rabbi and a Buddhist monk walk into a kugel komedy show (no idea what the punchlines are - I leave that to the komedian, but I’ll buy the book). Thanks for another great drop.
It is a truism that for many if not most people no matter their background that foods had in early childhood and into the teens becomes a marker for background and connection. The mere mention at your site today of gefilte fish had me lusting after some of that stuff! But gefilte fish without horse radish (please: white and not the red make --believe stuff) is like--sorry for this reference--shrimp without shrimp sauce. All that good stuff--the kugel et al--so often made at home from scratch. Alas, how we are so busy with I am not sure what that we now buy the stuff ready-made. I do recall the famous brand of Jewish foods called Mothers. I would walk into a crowded deli and yell out Do you handle Mothers? Ah, kugel....send me some!