shabbat shalom due

This was the second shabbas i went to in rome. This time we went to the rabbis shul and went to his house for dinner. There was a much larger group of us, i went with with four of my guy friends, but than the rabbi had some other people over. The food was amazing, sooo good, reminded me of non italian home cooking which was nice for a change.

Services were services, but at dinner after eating and before berchat we all went around the table and told a story that related to Judaism. not really knowing what story to tell i of course told the story about how we ran into my moms high school friend on the shores of tel aviv. because really where would that ever happen. the rabbi told a really good story rabbis in eastern europe who rejoiced when they finally got supported by teh government to increase their jewish education programs. and the head rabbi had an ancient coin from the days in Jerusalem passed it around and it got lost. long story short it was eventually found, but one of the elder rabbis kept on praying that it would be found and they would not have to empty their pockets to search b/c he had one just like it, and was scared of falsely being accused. this short summary here doesnt give the story any justice, but it was a good tale.

o completely forget to tell how the evening got started. we were searching for shul which was some what near us, and couldnt find any of the raods we needed. my friend jared asked a couple of people and they couldnt help us and went on their way. he than asks one lady, who speaks no english, and she like everyone doesnt know. however, she decided to help us. this little old lady, carring bags, most likely going in the opposite direction, walks us over to a gas station where she one of hte attendants and jared look on a map for htis road. well we thought she helped us great now she will go home. instead, she insisted on walking us the enitre way there. it turned out she is from spain and knows spanish, since we all spoke spanish better htan italian we talked on the way there in spanish and it was just one of the best moments. my friend ethan told this story at dinenr relating it to a mitzvah that we had all experienced, becuase if it werent for this lovely old lady we would have never found the shul.

but anywya, back to dinner. it was delicious, and i mean good. two types of chicken two types of koogel, home made challah. sooo good. but ya it was just a relaly fun night with a large group of us. i told the wife that i would help her cook for pesah, so im excited for the sedars because i wont be around for any more friday night shabbat dinners really(im all booked traveling).

but it was a great experience, a lot more fun than the last shabbas, and a lot more delicious. hopefully we get to do dinners like that with our friends(kinda like what we did thrus night with the mac n cheese)