"Vuoi mangiare bene e gratis, compreso l'insalata?" mi aveva chiesto S.
L'insalata, like any raw vegetables, and 'cause of the main enemy of western India, the infamous "cagottum tourists." His words were like water to evoke in the wilderness, the invitation was one of those who could not refuse. "Pero 'you put up a little' prayer," he warned, S. After two weeks of cooked food was ready even to bow 5 times a day toward Mecca. So 'the sunset we headed to the home of the Jews.
On the main road, stands in the midst of a sign with the candlestick with seven arms and an inscription in Hebrew means a narrow road that winds between the houses. S. not 'strictly Orthodox Jew, indeed most tend' towards' mangiarabbini, but pulls out before entering a long sleeve shirt and a sarong to cover her legs. We enter and we teleported to the Holy Land in a courtyard covered with a thatched roof are prepared for long, low tables with pillows next. There are about twenty people, men and women behind the front, with a bearded man standing who sings in Hebrew. I am struck by the resemblance to the stereotype of the Taliban: the hair and beard long, his face Middle Eastern man wearing a white robe with a brown vest and a turban, from which come out of braids. As we part, a boy gives me a white kippah reminds me so much that Ratzinger. While the bearded
continues to lead the prayers in Hebrew, I try to make myself invisible by choosing a true low and plump as a model, and getting up and sitting down when he does. I look around, the men all have their good kippah but otherwise are very different in dress and attitude. Some dressed in white, others are practically in costume and shorts. There 'who wears a beard as long as the textbook and those who are' clean-shaven and bald, some follow the prayers fervently swinging your torso back and forth as to make microinchini, others seem bored and lost as me, you understand that their true religion and 'the salad.
Although all men have their backs to the women, violates the rules to peek behind. S. He sits cross-legged like a fish out of water, the other women also show levels of orthodoxy variables as the males. Some take advantage of the need 'to prepare the meal simply disappear into the kitchen.
S. and 'anxious to have me brought a culture shock and sneaks up to ask me how it goes, but was immediately scolded by the bearded man with words from the gentle but authoritative tone of who' on a mission from the CEO of creation ("the female beauty does not disturb the spirits turned to prayer, "I is published posthumously). I just have to relax and listen to the musicality 'of sounds, which have a kind of happy, than the Christian solemnity', almost like children's songs.
finally end the prayers and sit around the table, and S. is can 'sit beside me. Hopefully nell'agognata lettuce cleaned and disinfected by expert hands, but no: the bearded resumed talking. S. results: not only today and 'Friday' night (night before the Sabbath), but also the first day of Hades, the month of happiness', in which all must let go of their worries, relax, be happy and celebrate. Having said that, 'to move from theory to practice, the barber began to tell jokes and finally comes the salad, with lots of carrots, cabbage, and delicious bread (the hala', special bread that is eaten only on Friday 'evening and Saturday ) that looks like a brioche.
All dive in unison on the trays, while some Jews come last hours with a greeting "Shabbat shalom" - the smart ones who have seen fit to prevent the prayers. While it continues to get food (fish, beans, potatoes), I ask S. who pays for everything '. She explains that the communities' finances to Jews around the world such places almost everywhere, and especially in India, to try to recover the lost sheep who come in search of themselves. They are places of religion but not only can any jew 'contact them for help, which is food, shelter, a place to store your luggage, or just to meet fellow countrymen. A base, a true "home" anywhere in the world. They are admired by this community ', unique in the world, where culture, religion and identity' and nationalities' merge into a unique, being a jew. A community 'where there is still solidarity'.
We are more 'that satiated. While the bearded features new songs and prayers postprandial, the sly we set back, plunging India stalls, coffee and incense 'pool.
L'insalata, like any raw vegetables, and 'cause of the main enemy of western India, the infamous "cagottum tourists." His words were like water to evoke in the wilderness, the invitation was one of those who could not refuse. "Pero 'you put up a little' prayer," he warned, S. After two weeks of cooked food was ready even to bow 5 times a day toward Mecca. So 'the sunset we headed to the home of the Jews.
On the main road, stands in the midst of a sign with the candlestick with seven arms and an inscription in Hebrew means a narrow road that winds between the houses. S. not 'strictly Orthodox Jew, indeed most tend' towards' mangiarabbini, but pulls out before entering a long sleeve shirt and a sarong to cover her legs. We enter and we teleported to the Holy Land in a courtyard covered with a thatched roof are prepared for long, low tables with pillows next. There are about twenty people, men and women behind the front, with a bearded man standing who sings in Hebrew. I am struck by the resemblance to the stereotype of the Taliban: the hair and beard long, his face Middle Eastern man wearing a white robe with a brown vest and a turban, from which come out of braids. As we part, a boy gives me a white kippah reminds me so much that Ratzinger. While the bearded
continues to lead the prayers in Hebrew, I try to make myself invisible by choosing a true low and plump as a model, and getting up and sitting down when he does. I look around, the men all have their good kippah but otherwise are very different in dress and attitude. Some dressed in white, others are practically in costume and shorts. There 'who wears a beard as long as the textbook and those who are' clean-shaven and bald, some follow the prayers fervently swinging your torso back and forth as to make microinchini, others seem bored and lost as me, you understand that their true religion and 'the salad.
Although all men have their backs to the women, violates the rules to peek behind. S. He sits cross-legged like a fish out of water, the other women also show levels of orthodoxy variables as the males. Some take advantage of the need 'to prepare the meal simply disappear into the kitchen.
S. and 'anxious to have me brought a culture shock and sneaks up to ask me how it goes, but was immediately scolded by the bearded man with words from the gentle but authoritative tone of who' on a mission from the CEO of creation ("the female beauty does not disturb the spirits turned to prayer, "I is published posthumously). I just have to relax and listen to the musicality 'of sounds, which have a kind of happy, than the Christian solemnity', almost like children's songs.
finally end the prayers and sit around the table, and S. is can 'sit beside me. Hopefully nell'agognata lettuce cleaned and disinfected by expert hands, but no: the bearded resumed talking. S. results: not only today and 'Friday' night (night before the Sabbath), but also the first day of Hades, the month of happiness', in which all must let go of their worries, relax, be happy and celebrate. Having said that, 'to move from theory to practice, the barber began to tell jokes and finally comes the salad, with lots of carrots, cabbage, and delicious bread (the hala', special bread that is eaten only on Friday 'evening and Saturday ) that looks like a brioche.
All dive in unison on the trays, while some Jews come last hours with a greeting "Shabbat shalom" - the smart ones who have seen fit to prevent the prayers. While it continues to get food (fish, beans, potatoes), I ask S. who pays for everything '. She explains that the communities' finances to Jews around the world such places almost everywhere, and especially in India, to try to recover the lost sheep who come in search of themselves. They are places of religion but not only can any jew 'contact them for help, which is food, shelter, a place to store your luggage, or just to meet fellow countrymen. A base, a true "home" anywhere in the world. They are admired by this community ', unique in the world, where culture, religion and identity' and nationalities' merge into a unique, being a jew. A community 'where there is still solidarity'.
We are more 'that satiated. While the bearded features new songs and prayers postprandial, the sly we set back, plunging India stalls, coffee and incense 'pool.
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