Last edited by RoyGBiv; 12-13-2017 at 10:51 AM.
"No free man shall ever be debarred the use of arms." - Thomas Jefferson, Virginia Constitution, Draft 1, 1776
Sour cream for tradition but my wife likes both and why not? I haven't had a good matzoh ball soup in many a year. (With enough salt to raise your blood pressure.)
Just keep borscht and gefilte fish far from my location and we're okay...for the most part, though I'm sure I can think of any number of other such ethnic foods I skeeved.
My grandmother on my father's side always cooked more on the Greek / Turkish side of the ledger and that was always my favorite. (She was born over there and came to the States as a young girl via France.) I could never get enough of her cooking, and simple desserts.
There's nothing civil about this war.
My grandmother and her sisters cried through Fiddler on the Roof....has a bit different meaning when you were being ethnically cleansed. The Nazi's finished everyone else in the family left in Slutsk.
Tom, thanks for reposting. Note....the Temple was retaken from Greeks, and not from "Palestinians".
Just a Hairy Special Snowflake supply clerk with no field experience, shooting an Asymetric carbine as a Try Hard. Snarky and easily butt hurt. Favorite animal is the Cape Buffalo....likely indicative of a personality disorder.
"If I had a grandpa, he would look like Delbert Belton".
My great-grandfather and great-grandmother on my mother's side came from somewhere in the Polish / Ukrainian area or general environs but nobody living is quite sure exactly where. They were victims of the pogroms and came to the U.S. where my great-grandfather became the only Jewish longshoreman (at the time) on the Boston docks. I was told he pretty much fought daily, (he was a tough bastard), and considered it a major step up from the old country. (The other set of great-grandparents were Catholics from Sicily.)
It's a hollow feeling to hear stories of family members that were victims of the "final solution". My cousin's father in Paris, 1942. It was chilling to see his name inscribed at the Parisian Holocaust Memorial.
I also found a site some years ago where I was able to view the names (and applicable dates) of relations from Salonika, Greece that were deported to and exterminated at Auschwitz and other camps. It is both chilling and blood boiling at the same time.
We need more Maccabees.
Never again!
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There's nothing civil about this war.
Many more to all. The Hanukah Gelt (we have Lake Champlain versions) and potato pancakes are playing havoc with my figure!
I made three gallons of matzah ball soup, 15 pounds of potatoes worth of latkes, and a giant meat loaf for last nights Chanukkah feast. We may not be rich, but we eat like we are when we celebrate the holidays. I wish everyone a Happy and Festive Chanukkah.
If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.
Regarding the Holocaust, late in his life, my father-in-law finally started to share more of his experiences in occupied Poland. His being part of the AK had not been a family secret, but some of the details had been kept secret for decades. I had known he had great sympathy for Jewish people, and liked Jewish foods, but among the details emerging late in his life, he confided that he had helped Jews hide from the Nazis, and more-than-strongly hinted that his future wife was one of those he helped to hide.
Last edited by Rex G; 12-13-2017 at 04:53 PM.
I never knew this either.
True warrior spirit right there, to the very core.
These lessons should not buried and whitewashed in "Kinder and Gentler" history.
They should be taught to children and used as examples of standing up and protecting those who cannot protect themselves.