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As tonight is Shavuos, the Jewish holiday that is celebrated with a special meal of divine dairy pastries (among other festivities,) I’m doing a poll on the best dairy pastries in Williamsburg. Please vote!

Because of laws of kashrus, many of the pastries you will usually find on Williamsburg’s Lee Avenue will have no dairy ingredients. No cheese or butter or milk unless it is noted as dairy. The famous rugalech and kokosh cakes are usually made with margarine, not butter. Some people have told me that all kosher pastries have a distinct taste because of the absence of butter.

But on Shavuos the pastries are prepared with dairy ingredients — the more dairy the better. A special noon-time meal consists of cheese cakes, dairy bundt cakes, butter twists, milk rum balls, cheese yodels— heavenly stuff. I’ve gotten my fill in Williamsburg, but I’d love to hear about *your* favorites.

I once did a tasting tour of Lee Avenue’s bakeries. We stopped into each one and tried a number of things. In a way, this post is a virtual tasting tour. I want to hear what you’d try at each bakery and which bakery you’d recommend. Which local shop would you suggest for the best Shavuos* products?

*note, I think all of these carry dairy but I’m not absolutely certain.

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photo: http://justaspoonful.wordpress.com/

The Satmar Rabbi’s opposition to zionism, based the three oath’s cited in the Talmud, could be felt in many ways in Hasidic Williamsburg. This Biblical Hebrew (distinguished from Modern Hebrew) graffiti on a wall on Bedford Avenue reads “A Jew is not a Zionist.”

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But there is a subtler marker in its streets that tells you Williamsburg is now influenced by Satmar anti-zionist ideology. The neighborhood appears Jewish, yet as far as I was able to see, there are no Jewish stars, the Star of David, anywhere on display. That’s because the Star was adopted by modern Israel in its flag and as a symbol, and those who are anti-zionist came to see it as a symbol of Zionism, not Judaism. Slowly, the stars disappeared form Williamsburg, even from institutions that aren’t officially anti-zionist.

I found many, many old pictures of Williamsburg that have Stars on the buildings, shops and religious institutions. Here’s a synagogue on Bedford Avenue corner Hewes that in 1965 had a Star of David in its glasswork. It is a little hard to see in the old picture, but if you look closely you will see it in the center.

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Now, it is the Klausenburg sect’s Talmud Torah. The Star of David was removed along with the old glasswork.

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It is interesting to step back and note how completely different the neighborhood’s past attitude is from its current approach to Zionism: Philip Fishman writes in A Sukkah is Burning “I am told that on the day in 1947 that the UN voted for the establishment of the State of Israel, all of the many synagogues lining Bedford Avenue joyfully displayed the blue and white Israeli flag outside their windows, with the notable exception of the small anti-Zionist Agudah.”

In today’s Hasidic Williamsburg no pro-Israel celebrations are held, and sometimes spontaneous or organized anti-Israel demonstrations occur.

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Hollywood has an interesting relationship with Hasidim. To date the movie writers and producers seemed to know little about them and not to care to know more, but what they do know or think they know, they awkwardly plug into the script at every possible opportunity. There’s a very obvious effort to show off what they know, in the same way my dentist would plug in the five Yiddish words he knew at every possible turn. Unlike Israeli movies on Hasidim, where the depictions go beyond the kosher and curlies and rabbis and go into the heart of the culture, Hollywood adores the cliché shpiel and milks it for every opportunity of comedic power.

The other night I watched Fading Gigilo with a group of friends from the Hasidic community and I must admit, it was a good time. We laughed, really laughed. But not always because the script was funny, but because it was so absurd and cliché. The movie is a story about a male – none Jew – who becomes a prostitute after Woody Allen coaxes him to get into the world’s oldest profession. One of the gigilo’s (male prostitute’s) clients is a Hasidic woman, a widow, and the two end up falling (briefly) in love.

It is another movie that uses the extreme imagery of Hasidim for laughs. It is funny, but it isn’t very informative, although outsiders who watch it inadvertently to take their information from it. This week woman wanted to know if it is true that women can speak for themselves the way they did in the movie – because the Hasidic woman in the plot confronts the rabbis and defends herself. Well – the movie is certainly not a good place to look for information about gender in Hasidism. All you can learn about is how Hollywood sees Hasidim. That is, not necessarily incorrectly, but very cliche’d and stereotyped.

Here are the ten things Hollywood knows about Hasidim, and how it was worked into Fading Gigilo:

#1. Shomrim – Hollywood minds love the idea of independent police, a Hasidic mafia of sorts. In the movie, they have a comedic mafia flavor. Woody Allen gets surrounded and kidnapped into an SUV by a group of Hasidic men, and the Shomrim try so hard to be intimidating, the main guy coyly tell Woody Allen that he may not make it home after this. 

In reality, I have never had any interactions with Shomrim, so I can’t say much about them, except that they are much less prevalent than they seem in the movies.

# 2 Rabbinic families – The woman in fading Gigilo is a widow, a professional lice checker AND her husband was a rabbi. While she doesn’t look like she belonged to a rabbinic family and nothing about her story makes it plausible, the plot predictably made her a rabbi’s wife. Hollywood loves rabbis, so why not. In reality, rebbish families make up only a small and very unique sector of the Hasidic population, but you’d never know it from the movies.

#3 Curlies and Fringes – those everyday clothes that are so ordinary in the Hasidic world, pop off the story, it’s as if the fringes and curlies are filmed in 3-D. Not only are they referenced consistently, but they also look like someone who never touched a roller tried to curl two strands of hair.

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#4 Jewish names – The names are always either Israeli or from the bygone shtetl era. Usually the Hasidic character names would be something like Avigal or Shulamit, which is Israeli in every way, or a Feivish and Chatzkl or something similarly inspired by Fiddler on the Roof. It’s not so hard to figure out that Yoely, Yanky, Malky, Chany and Chaim are the common Hasidic baby names these days. Or maybe it is; and maybe the mafia like shomrim have been keeping it secret from the rest of the world all this time.

#5 Challah – The Hasidic female homemaker is predictably, captured making Challah. Even though her cooking and baking repertoire covers a whole shelf worth of recipe books, in the Hollywood mind she must be always making challah. Avigal is seen kneading dough while talking to Woody Allen. It doesn’t matter much that no one hand-kneads their challah dough anymore. No one talks to Woody Allen either, so it’s fair.

And of course, there is a picture of Rabbis hanging on her kitchen wall, which brings us back to #2.

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#6 Kosher – Of course, there’d be a sprinkling of Kosher. In one scene, Avigal is eating at the goy’s house, in his dishes, the epitome of not-kosher, BUT the movie makes sure to point out that it is kosher, because she is having fish. Avigal even knows to say that the head of the fish is kosher too and gives him some to taste! Someone in Hollywood was invited to a Rosh Hashana meal, when heads of the fish are eaten.

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#7 Wigs – The wigs always look startlingly amiss; as if it was retrieved from a Purim costume box. And we all know what happens with the wig; at some point it comes off, and a full head of gorgeous hair comes pouring out. In reality, most women shave their heads and their wigs aren’t hung on tree branches in the middle of a park.

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#8 Jews, Jews, Jews –In the movies, Hasidim are very concerned about only interacting with other Jews. Avigail asks the male escort, a very gentile looking guy, if he is Jewish, and Woody Allen volunteers that he is “Sephardi.” Avigal then wants to know which yeshiva he went to. I laughed until I cried at this question. A Hasidic woman would probably never ask a man without a kipah which yeshiva he went to, and if the man doesn’t wear a kipa, it’d probably be all the same to her if he’s Jewish or not.

#9 Biblical verses – Hollywood has decided, and stood by this decision, that people in the Hasidic community go around quoting religious texts right and left. I think this is a brainchild of the assumption that Hasidim live with their heads in spiritual spheres, walking the streets and dreaming about God, throwing fits of ecstasy during prayer, dreaming about heavens, etc. The everydayness of real Hasidic life must be too unexciting without throwing bible quotes at the shopkeeper and taxi driver. So the actors reference the Mishna, Gemara and Talmud at every possible turn, even though in real life I don’t know of a single person who does that – especially women, who are really not well versed.

#10 Rabbinic courts – in this scene, Woody Allen is not only taken before a court of Hasidic rabbis, he even has a secular Jewish lawyer represent him. The rabbinic court of the scene is like an underground court room, with three rabbis up front, a gavel, a box for the defendant, an audience seating area. The head rabbi is wearing his weekend hat, the shtreimel, which the peak of absurdity. Murray, a secular Jew, defends Woody Allen to the rabbis. The rabbis inquire in loud talmudic voices “But was there fornication?” over and over again. Murray, on the other hand, argued that sex is bad, and that bad is good. The scene is so preposterous and unbelievably ridiculous, I thought I’ll fall out of my chair laughing. Of course it is fun to entertain the thought that there is an organized underground comic society like that, with rabbis who investigate private sex lives, because it’s so entertaining to watch. But in reality life isn’t scripted for entertainment all all of Hollywood’s fun imagining is just that – Hollywood.

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In all, the movie is fun to watch with those who know the culture, because we can appreciate the absurdity. But if there’s something to take away from the movie, it’s how cliche’ Hollywood can be when it comes to Hasidim.

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    This is from the Free Williamsburg magazine’s October 2010 edition. It is a illustration of Williamsburg’s colorful and contrasting population of hipsters and Hasidim. The hipster frog is riding a bike, the lion has his headphones on while his hair is grown in long – channeling some rock music personality, the cow has a lot of tattoos, the girl (not an alligator?) is coming out of the sewer. The Hasidic bear couple is holding hands. As we know, Hasidic couples don’t actually hold hands or express any type of physical affection in public, but if this couple is fraternizing amid this scene, we can’t surmise what they may be up to that run of the mill Hasidic couples would not do. We leave the scandal investigation to other authorities.

    And note the giant bow on the woman’s wig. That is a fashion catastrophe. 

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The book Brooklyn’s Williamsburgh by Brian Merlis goes for a whopping $300-$540 on Amazon. It took some concerted effort to get ahold of it. Luckily, I was able to get it through my college’s interlibrary loan system or I’d be broke by now!

The book has an incredible assortment of pictures. Those that have Yiddish jump out to me first. Those that are of places I know are fascinating. Lee Avenue, Bedford, Ross, Hooper, Division, everywhere in our neighborhood. Hopefully one day I’ll get to comparing some pictures of then and now and do some commentary on how it changed with time.
You don’t have to run to your college to get the pictures. You can find them online here: www.brooklynpix.com. Looks through the Williamsburg albums.

There is a history of Williamsburg tossed in between the pictures. It feels more nuanced and detailed than the historical narrative that you read everywhere, and I like that. I know that history gets condensed into a few events and the many details that don’t fit into the compact narrative get lost. Often, I wonder what made some events make it into the short. There must be many factors. But one thing is certain; it’s good to always remember that a lot of what we know about history, is what historians chose to tell us.

In all, I would say this is a great book for research, but it can use improvement on organization and readability. The pictures are full page and magnificent. Here are some from his website:

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Girls’ classroom, Beth Aron Yeshiva. Photo from Brooklynpix.com
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Bedford and Ross. Photo from Brooklynpix.com
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Mikvah (Ritual Baths) in the basement of Temple Beth Aron. Photo from Brooklynpix.com
Take a look at his website for much more!