Photo: Phaedra Riley
I observed Yom Kippur by eating a pre-holiday meal at my relatives’ house, going to evening services, going home eating two plates of shell pasta, and meeting some friends for a beer. In the background sits fellow Jew and Yom Kippur chow hound, Mike. The next day I ate prodigiously, went to synagogue for the last hour of services, and ate huge quantities of smoked fish with my family to break my non-existant fast. Although this was certainly an easier Yom Kippur than ones during which I have not eaten, it was less satisfying. Next year I think I’ll abstain from nutrients on the Yom. Maybe. Bon Appetit!
Yom Kippur
September 27th, 2004 · 4 Comments
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Doron Altaratz (A.K.A SPuTNiK) // Sep 27, 2004 at 5:33 pm
and I thought I saw you @ Compact Impact on Yom Kippur. strange.
Jonny Goldstein // Sep 27, 2004 at 7:26 pm
You are correct Doron, I was at Compact Impact during Yom Kippur Eve. I headed there straight after going to services and eating two plates of pasta. It was there where I was coerced into drinking my first beer against my will. There were various fast breaking Jews there, Michael, Ahmi, Doron, Tali, and probably others, as well as many charming non Jews. Had fun messing about with Eric Socolofsky’s slick video game. From there I was led to the Parkside lounge where the above Pabst pint was photographed. I hope that the record is now, if not straight, straighter.
cl // Sep 16, 2007 at 9:27 am
I don’t get what you are bragging about in the picture you cant control yourself for one day ?Is food so much in control of ” Jonny more than his creator?
jonny goldstein // Sep 16, 2007 at 9:34 am
CL.
I don’t believe in God.
At the same time, I feel the tug of the religion I was brought up in (not out of any belief in god, but more for the ritual and social bonding stuff). I guess this post is a snapshot of the uneasiness of being between two worlds.
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