Plantain latkes at Chanukah. Arroz y habichuelas (rice and beans) in the Rosh Hashanah dining table close to Big Mama TillieвЂ™s roast brisket. Flan de queso crema (cream cheese custard) for Shavuot.
While those may be run-of-the-mill Jewish getaway meals in certain components of the planet, it absolutely was entirely unusual during my Ashkenazi upbringing in Silver Spring, Maryland. Of program, that is before we came across Luis.
Seventeen years ago, we dragged myself off of my settee in my own apartment on Capitol Hill to attend an ongoing celebration in Ballston. Why? Because a buddy told me that a pretty guy that is jewish likely to be here. More