She dressed in killer mini-skirts, wore her hair long and giggled a lot. She was the ONLY reason I looked forward to Hebrew school. She was the ONLY reason ALL the boys looked forward to Hebrew school. Ok, I'll come clean. Lisa Mednick wasn't the only REASON I attended Hebrew school. I also wanted to celebrate my Bar Mitzvah. The Bar Mitzvah is the Jewish quinceanera only it takes place at 13 years of age rather than 15 and it is celebrated by both girls and boys. It involves reading Hebrew from the Torah (thus the requirement to attend Hebrew school). And of course, no Bar Mitzvah would be proper without a big party attended by friends and family afterward. There would of course be gifts - the biggest of which would be if Lisa Mednick attended.
She did :)
So yes, Hebrew school did have its upside...as opposed to Sunday school. Ugh. Nothing good came from that. Oh sure, I learned all about jewish culture and religion, sang songs about jewish slavery and water (seriously!!), and participated in tikkum olam (doing my part to better the world). Looking back, I guess there was some good that came from Sunday school. But at the time, I did it at the expense of my Sunday!! It was bad enough having to sacrifice two afternoons a week but a Sunday morning also? I missed Sunday morning sports on TV. I missed hanging with my friends. And most of all, I missed Lisa Mednick because for some reason, she wasn't in my Sunday school class.
Flash forward to the recent past and driving my son to Hebrew school and Sunday school. He hated it but I gave him the same argument that my parents gave me, "I did it, your grandfather did it, and you will do it!". I just hope there was a "Lisa Mednick" in his class too.
There was more to growing up Jewish in Los Angeles beside Hebrew school, Sunday school, and the Bar Mitzvah ceremony. There was, wait for it, Jewish food. No, it was not quite as celebrated as other ethnic foods such as spaghetti, meatballs and pizza. Or chow mien, lemon chicken, and what my dad lovingly called, "pot suckers". No sir! Celebrating Jewish food is to eat noodle kugel, kishke, and Gefilte fish. Doesn't that all sound yummy? NOT!! But to be fair, there are some great Jewish foods that have integrated nicely into the American culture such as latkas (potato pancakes), kreplach (matzah balls) with chicken soup, and what about cheese blintzes? Who doesn't love a good cheese blintz?
But my favorite Jewish food is the famed mile high corned beef sandwich that seems to be standard at ANY decent Jewish deli. A mile high corned beef sandwich is the standard by which all Jewish deli's should be judged, in my humble opinion. A corned beef on rye (don't EVEN bother asking for "lean") with a plate of kosher pickles served by an attitude laced waitress? ANY DAY OF THE WEEK FOR ME!!
What I find to be most interesting about my love affair with corned beef is that it also makes its way into my life from another source close to my heart - Irish culture. I have always thought it weird that corned beef is served on St. Patrick's Day. As a corned beef lover, I certainly don't mind and even encourage this behavior. But considering that there was no corned beef in Ireland during St. Patrick's days, it's just strange. In Ireland, at the time, it was all bacon. The case for corned beef and cabbage on St. Patrick's day comes from the time when the Irish came to America and settled in the New York neighborhoods with the Jewish immigrants. It was only natural that they both share in cheap cuts of meat, which brisket was at the time. And thus, a match made in Amerikay! Jews, Irish, and cheap meat - brisket. Now I understand my obsession.
While I am not Irish, I do play traditional Irish music on guitar and have done so for quite a few years now. I have played in several bands and my current band just completed a series of gigs in various Irish pubs around town celebrating St. Patrick's Day. You can bet there was plenty of corned beef at the pubs where we played. Unfortunately we never were able to partake in the slabs of brined beef because we were on stage!! It is now a day or two after St. Patrick's Day and I'm jonesin' for corned beef to satisfy both my Jewish roots and my Irish hobby. And so here we go with my Post-St.-Patrick's-Day-Braised-Corned-Beef Recipe:
Ingredients:
- 3 lb uncured Corned Beef
- 1 cup Brown Sugar
- 1 Onion, sliced
- 12 Baby Carrots
- 6 cloves Garlic, peeled
- 2 bottles of Beer
This is going to be super easy to prep. Since we are braising at a low temperature, it's going to take some time to cook though so make sure you start this early in the day. You can then set it and forget it until it's done.
- Pre-heat oven to 285 degrees.
- Season the corned beef with brown sugar.
- You will see the brown sugar "melt" into the beef immediately after you sprinkle it on. So don't be concerned if you don't see the brown sugar after you season the meat. It's there, it's just camouflaged.
- In a dutch oven lay down the sliced onions followed by the baby carrots and the garlic cloves.
- Place the corned beef on top of the veggies.
- Pour the beer into the dutch oven around the beef.
- Wrap aluminum foil over the top of the dutch and cover with the lid forming a super tight seal.
- Oops, wrong picture....
- Place in the pre-heated oven.
Remove the beef to a serving platter and slice to your desired thickness. I cut mine in half, wrap one side, and place in the refrigerator so that I can be sure to have some the next day for sandwiches.
To serve, place a few onions and carrots on a plate. Place the beef on top of the veggies and pour some of the broth on top. For color (and taste if you're into it), smear some upscale, designer type mustard on for dipping.
ENJOY!!