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Challah baking at Chabad

Challah baking at Chabad

Monday, 4 September, 2017 - 2:33 pm

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It’s a rainy and cold Sunday morning, there is a power outage, but that won’t stop me from going to Chabad for the Challah bake.

The table is all set up in an organised fashion, bowls, spoons, aprons, gloves. I find myself a spot with my little boy. Flour, water, oil, sugar, yeast and eggs, mixing, spilling, kneading, feeling the dough with our hands, my little boy is overjoyed, so am I. Kneading some more, waiting ,rising.

I make myself a coffee and sit with the other women to chat, my boy went with the other children to make a bee. It`s that time of year again, I still remember my first Rosh Hashanah, the first time I walked into Chabad.  I look around at my new friends who are like family to me now. The feeling of connection and belonging to something so big, practising traditions that are old, but not outdated or lost. This is why I keep coming back.
''Wait! What is that sound?''
I am pulled back into reality with the sound of the Shofar. The rabbi says it is a custom to blow it a whole month before Rosh Hashanah.

Now we are back with our dough, a moment of silence, I close my eyes while the blessing is recited and a piece of challah is removed. This is a special moment to pray to G-d. I silently thank G-d for bringing me here today and hope that my son feels the same way!

Should I braid my challah or make it round? Round for continuity? Then round it shall be! My son helps me make the challah, it’s a little floppy, but he is so proud. I’m sure it tastes the same.

I’m home now, I watch my challah rise and turn golden in the oven. Mmm its smells so good, I don’t think I will be able to resist and wait for Rosh Hashanah to taste it!

 

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