Oznei Haman – Hamantaschen

 

Purim in one of my favorites holidays. It wasn’t always like this. One of my most memorable childhood traumas is connected to Purim. It wasn’t the costumes, I actually loved to dress up, and I loved the costumes parade. The Purim gragger was one of my favorite toys, and not just on Purim. What scared me was a conversation mom had with our neighbor.

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Cheese Sambusak

 
 
 
I love pastries. Meat, cheese, fruit, sweet, salty… it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s wrapped with dough. In my childhood, pastries meant that Shabbat was here. You could smell the sweet aroma of bourekas that just came out of the oven already at the stairwell of my parents apartment.

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