i remember people, places by food. for instance, i love studying torah in the rabbi's house but as hubby points out, you go because of the food. well, he's right. there's this fabulous potluck after every study. every time the menu would work out perfectly. since i am wheat-sensitive so i have to stay away from the cakes and cookies. but i don't feel deprived in any way because, for me, the sweetest and best part of the meal comes at the end. the after-meal songs and blessings. i don't know the hebrew or yiddish but the sounds of the syllables, folded into the melodies, never fail to stir up yummy-yummyum sweetness. i can taste it on my tongue as i am recollecting now. just listen to the refrain of this one, 'have no fear, g-d is with you.' often i find myself come to awake in the night and the resonance of the refrain swirling in my head.
that means, of course, i would go back to the next study and eat some more. i can never get enough of the sweetness of fearlessness.
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