Technically because I’m Jewish on my Mother’s side I am a real Jew. And I love it. As my Mother would say “I’m a Jew who eats pork”. Like her, I eat pork, and (not like her) I have tattoos and almost never go to temple. But I do make an effort to celebrate all the big days like Chanukah, Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, all those big guys. Not only does it make me feel connected to my Mom on the other side of the country and the rest of my Jewish family, but it has become something my boyfriend and I do together that really brings us closer. It also helps impress the fam when my catholic boyfriend can sing the Chanukah prayer better than most of relatives.
I got these adorable cookies at Vanilla Bake Shop in Santa Monica. You can also find this guilty plate here.
I know my Menorah isn’t the prettiest thing to look at but my God-brother made it when he was about 9 so it has a lot of sentimental value to it. I got these adorable and super useful matches at Paper Source. It’s actually surprising how difficult it is to find matches, especially long ones, but they are the best to keep around the house for lighting candles (and j’s).