Why I Choose to Follow the Laws of Kashrut

When I began my conversion to Judaism one of the first things the rabbi had me do was to eat Kosher.  He said it was not necessary but he wanted me to give it a try and see what I thought.  At first I had to read every label and think about everything I ate.  Over time however eating Kosher became an everyday norm.

Why do Jews eat Kosher?

Jews follow the dietary laws described in the Torah.  The laws of Kashrut are mentioned three times in the Torah, making them important.  The Torah states which foods are permitted and which are not.  The rabbis interpret the phrase, “A kid shall not be boiled in its mother’s milk,” as meat and dairy should not be eaten together.

Is There an Easy Way to Keep Kosher?

An easy way to begin eating kosher is to follow a vegan diet.  Vegan diets exclude meat and dairy, therefor making it easier to follow without having to think too much about it.  One does have to think about what things are cooked with and cooked on when eating out if planning to follow a kosher diet.  For example grills that vegetables are cooked on may also be used to cook meat or prohibited items.  Cooking meals at home guarantees you know where your food is cooked and what it is cooked with.  Allowed items can be added if you so choose.

How Does Eating Kosher Add to my Jewish Experience?

Eating kosher for me reminds me of my beliefs every time I sit down to a meal.  It is something I think about on a daily basis, not only on Shabbat.  It makes me think about everything I eat.  It is one of the things that makes me a Jew.

The only thing I miss since I began keeping kosher is pepperoni pizza, but that is a very small price to pay for finding where I belong.


Estate Records (Exert from my memoir #5)

I found it very sexy to have a man cook for me.  I wasn’t use to it and the fact that he knew how to cook surprised me.   I didn’t really have anything to make and told him I would have to go to the store.  He opened the fridge and a few of my cupboards and told me to go have a seat in the living room.  Sitting on the sofa I heard the clink of pans, the sound of things being chopped and the aroma of savory meat filled the room.  A gourmet meal of pasta and chicken was served to me by the man who worked construction.

I had always been one of those people who could not cook without a recipe.  I always followed the instructions to a tee.  If I did not have all of the ingredients, the recipe was not made.  Scotty got me thinking outside the box.  I began viewing cooking as an art form with rules to be broken and experiments being tried.  He lived his entire life outside the box and I had always lived mine inside.  He began drawing my true personality out, which is what kept me interested and what would in the future make it hard to leave.

After dinner he said he had to get up early the following morning to get to the construction site. Before he left he told me he hid an emergency cigarette somewhere in my apartment so that if I ran out I would have to call him to find out where he had hid the emergency cigarette.  He always left a reason to come back or for me to have to contact him.  Although charming it revealed his insecurities. He often appeared confident and almost a big arrogant at times, few people saw his other side.  At the door he pulled me into him placing his hands on my hips.  His warm kisses made me want more, so I told him he better leave.