#afikomen

[plumpliori]

[and-then-the-trash]

thinking about the time i chewed my uncle out for giving my little cousin less afikomen money than me even though we found it together and technically she was the one that spotted it first so if anything she should've gotten the $20 bill and i should've gotten the $10 and all the adults laughed and started saying that i showed him and he just smiled and took out his wallet and pulled out another bill or two and told me to give it to my cousin

[cracks-and-chaos]

A Passover Coincidence

So tonight is the first night of Passover. There's a tradition on Passover called the afikomen, where about halfway through the seder (aka the dinner/service wombo combo), the adults hide half a piece of matzah (there's a whole spiel about the particular matzah but it's not important to this story) and near the end of the seder the kids go find it. Traditionally, the seder doesn't end until the afikomen is eaten, so in some families, kids bargain with the adults for prizes. In other families, like mine, the person who finds it gets a prize. My grandpa, who unfortunately passed about a year ago, would give all the kids (there were fewer than 10 of us) a presidential dollar coin. I still have the John Quincy Adams he gave me and I think another one somewhere too. The winner got two presidential dollar coins. Huge difference, I know. My brother usually won, either by cheating or by aggressively pushing his way past myself and our cousins, but I digress.  So tonight is Passover and I'm walking back from class and I spot something by the entrance of the parking garage. Can you guess what it was? A presidential dollar coin! James Madison, to be exact. I'm not usually superstitious; I don't believe in 'woo' as my mom calls it, but this feels meaningful. Not even like ghosts or whatever but it just feels...like one of those almost too-perfect things. Like a perfect coincidence. Maybe not meaningful in terms of like spirits or something but meaningful for me and my memory of him.

[funnyunkle]

I made my Seder pouches to hide the matzo. #passover is coming #pesach #jewishpride #afikomen (at Coquitlam, British Columbia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYMhv2JcKx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[geekgirl101]

Whelp. That's it Billy Kaplan Nation, we're screwed. All hope is lost.

SOURCE

I still cannot understand how it is apparently difficult for the MCU to cast Jewish actors for Jewish roles.

If this whole Bar Mitzvah turns out to be just a whole thing of well that's his parents' religion, and he starts casting MORE spells in Latin, I will cry. Like if the Bar Mitzvah is just an Afikomen I will legit write to everyone I can at Marvel.

Dr. Strange doesn't cast spells in Latin. Billy in the comics never cast spells the way Agatha or Wanda do. WHY IS THIS SO hard for you Marvel.

Is this just so they can't be accused of outright erasure? I swear that leaked scene of him inside a pentagram hurts my soul. I may not know where my soul is, but I am pretty sure it is in pain.

[lem0nademouth]

disappointing lack of student loan forgiveness and a remedy for my random body aches in the mishlach manot this year 😔

[earlywintermourning]

chiaki morisawa jewish boy swag. there i said it

[athousandsuns2010]

i was introduced to eating charoset & matzo together yesterday and now i cant stop eating the leftovers its so good

[yhebrew]

Puffy seders

Why did Nadab and Abyhu burn up on Month One Day Eight. Why is Dubai 75 years and now burnt up with flooding that began Month One Day Eight? Is God REAL?

Pesach 2024 – I have now attended three different Passovers in 2024. At each one I met friends from the past and we loved on each other. At my first Sedar the group controlled the food by serving the Seder guests the correct food. I did not hear any word about ‘offending the Gentile.’ At the last two ‘potluck-type’ of Seders I saw the same ‘puffy cookies’ and similar small cakes. The hostess…

[jewishpangolin]

Considering Elf on the Shelf is a horrifying attempt to normalize our increasingly heavily surveilled society, I propose a Fun New Christmas Game to play with the kiddos, wherein a straw goat is placed in a prominent area of the house and the parents may employ any number of strategies to protect it, while the kids do their best to steal it (since small children and fire in an enclosed building is probably a bad idea)

Aww that seems like a fun and cute holiday tradition!

[havin-fun-imagining-twd]

Blessed Passover!

to any and all who celebrate!

[momonashi]

I want to make matzah with my class for Passover tomorrow but idk if I can get eleven two year olds to get it made in under 18 mins lmao

[jewish-sideblog]

Other notes of insanity from the "JVP Haggadah":

Adonai elohenu melekh ha-olam is translated differently literally every time it appears. First it's "spirit of freedom" then it becomes "the source" and "the eternal determiner of the universe" and "the one who sustains all life". Y'all. It's the same phrase in every blessing. Jews would know this. Pick one translation and stick with it!

Wine is typically a symbol of joy in the Seder-- it's often a joy for our liberation from Egypt. However, I've also seen it represented as joy despite the hardships and captivity many of us still face. JVP does away with all of that and dedicates each glass of wine to a different theme: Education, solidarity, boycotting Israel, and community. Wine is a symbol of joy in Judaism because drinking four glasses of Maneshewitz in a night gets you drunk. The symbolism is inherent to the wine itself. I don't see how getting shitfaced helps you boycott Israel.

Yachatz is fully gutted. The Hagaddah is supposed to detail how and why you break the matzah-- you can't just break it! There's symbolism and meaning to breaking specific pieces and creating an Afikomen. JVP says fuck an Afikomen, everybody just breaks a cracker and thinks about systematic oppression. They try to (incorrectly) address the Afikomen issue later, but it's nonsensical at that point because we never made one to begin with.

There is no Maggid. There's a section called Maggid, which includes a single verse from what I'm almost certain is the Christian Old Testament, not the Torah. There's no story. It literally just goes Bible Verse > Shitting on Israel > Four Questions > Plagues. They literally took out the longest and most important part of the Seder. I'm not shocked that they couldn't figure out a way to make the story of Exodus seem anti-Zionist, but still...

There's no Chad Gadya. Instead, you're supposed to go around the table, wish each other good night, and ask what they learned. This might actually be an interesting way to further involve attendees in the Seder if there were... you know... a Maggid. There's nothing to take away from this because there's zero substance. The story wasn't told. It's just there to force attendees to verbally shit on Israel before they're allowed to leave.

I'm sure there are other major issues with it; feel free to add them if you find any. I'm just personally still too baffled by the stupidity of it all to go through it a second time.

[benevolentbirdgal]

Also if your love languages are acts of service (have you ever made babka by hand or arranged a seder?) and spending time together (see: all our delightfully long holidays), you're gold like the tabernacle!

Judaism aka the best thing to happen to you if your love language is gift-giving

[baroque-hashem]

You know how people usually call a hidden message in media an "Easter egg"? I'm gonna start calling it an afikomen. If you know, you know.

[ivystoryweaver]

Happy New Year, Jake

Happy Rosh Hashanah to the Moon Knight system

Pairing: Jake Lockley x gn!reader

Word Count: 820

Content: Fluff, slight feelings of unworthiness, mentions of food, alters mentioned, brief reference to past trauma, mentions of religion and religious practices, not beta'd

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You asked Marc and Steven if you could do this.

Celebrate something with Jake.

Marc had some happy memories of holidays - Passover meals - finding the afikomen and getting a few dollars for it. The food, the wine, the prayers, the traditions.

Hanukkah wasn't quite as big of a holiday, but there were presents and dreidel to play and latkes to eat.

There were candles to light and services to attend.

Then, one day, there was no more happiness.

Steven's memories were spotty at best, but they were happy. His heart was rooted in the traditions of those before him.

But Jake had none of this. He was a shadow - a creature of the night. He had only been in your life for less than a year.

Jake was a difficult man to get to know. He preferred to keep to himself, but he was soft for you - that, he could not fight.

You didn't want to ambush him, or even surprise him. You asked his permission.

"Could...do you think we could have a little dinner for New Year's?" You asked him one night, moonlight spilling across the bed as you drew circles on his bare chest with your fingertips.

"New Year's?" He gruffed out, confused. "In September?"

"Rosh Hashanah," you supplied. "You know...the new year. If you want. I wanted to make you dinner - just something nice."

Jake's calloused hands scratched lightly down the curve of your back. "Not sure, mi vida. Better ask - "

"I did," you interrupted. "Marc's not ready yet and Steven is okay skipping this year - at least the dinner so you and I can share it. Only if that's okay with you. It doesn't have to be anything you're uncomfortable with."

The stubble of his chin tickled the skin of your cheek as he whispered back and forth with you.

"Okay. Yeah. I...I don't know exactly what I'm supposed to do, but...sure."

You were excited, having hoped Jake wouldn't turn you down.

You prepared a savory meal - doing most of the work the night before. You set an elegant yet simple table, with your best dishes, a tablecloth and your grandmother's silver.

A round challah loaf sat on her silver serving platter. You prepared apples and honey to symbolize the hope for a sweet year. You also served pomegranates and some vegetables. You made some brisket for Marc to eat later. Wine glasses and water glasses were set appropriately. You were ready.

You put the finishing touches on the table just as Jake emerged from your bedroom, straightening his tie. Jake was no stranger to wearing a tie or looking absolutely dashing at any given moment.

But this was something else. Instead of his typical leather jacket, he wore a dark suit jacket. Noticing your blatant stare, he ran a hand over the stubble of his jaw.

"I think this is like a...proper dinner," he attempted, sounding a little like Steven. "This too much?"

"Jake," you breathed, floating toward him. "You look incredible." Placing your hands on his muscled chest, you leaned in and brushed your lips tenderly over his.

"Shana Tovah," you wished him, motioning for him to have a seat at the table. But he pulled you back to his side, pressing a sweet kiss to your temple.

As you sat down to enjoy your holiday meal, your heart burned within your chest each time Jake seemed uncertain about what exactly to do. The last thing you wanted was make him uncomfortable, or make him somehow feel less...Jewish? Than Steven or Marc.

You only desired for him to be who he was. But you wanted him to feel a part of his history too, if he was comfortable.

"You okay?" You quietly asked, watching as he dipped his apple slice into the honey.

He paused, his warm brown eyes going wide. "Did I do something wrong? Is there like a prayer?"

"Jake, you can't do anything wrong. This is for you. Just...be with me." You reached across the table and squeezed his hand, watching as his shoulders relaxed.

"This is nice, baby," he spoke up after a few minutes. Leaning in, he made sure to catch your eye. "It's really nice. Thank you...for thinking of me."

You smiled warmly. "Of course, I'm always thinking of you."

You shared your special meal and some traditions together, feeling so warm inside and so grateful for this man of yours. When you got up from the table, he pulled you close and told you how amazing you looked.

"Gotta dress up like this again so I can take you out," he roughly whispered against your ear while holding you against him.

Easing back, you brushed your fingers along his jaw. "You mean 'take me out' a date, right? And not...your nighttime job?" You teased.

"Very funny," he mocked, scooping you up into a hug, where you stayed for a while, content in his arms.

"Happy new year, baby," he whispered, feeling like he belonged.

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