# Chapter Eighty-Six: Kugel and Cholent

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Source: https://ajew.org/reader/yisroel-saba/1/86


## Segment 1

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בָּצָל יָרֹק מֻתָּר, יְרֻקִּים אֵין לָהֶם כָּל-כָּךְ רַעַל.

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In this chapter are brought two of Rabbi Yisroel's wondrous stories. And you the reader — do not let your spirit be alarmed when you see these things, to entertain doubts about them. For even though a verse does not depart from its plain meaning — these holy words are not to be understood literally at all…


## Segment 2

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בֵּיצִים מַשְׁמִינִים אֶת הַגּוּף. יֶשְׁנָם כָּאֵלֶּה שֶׁאוֹמְרִים שֶׁלֹּא טוֹב יוֹתֵר מִבֵּיצָה אַחַת בְּיוֹם, אֲבָל אֲנִי חוֹשֵׁב שֶׁזֶּה לֹא כְּלָל. אִם הַגּוּף רוֹצֶה בַּבֹּקֶר וּבָעֶרֶב, אָז אוּלַי אֵין דָּבָר. יֶשְׁנּוֹ מֶרְחָק גָּדוֹל מִבֵּיצָה לְבֵיצָה - בַּבֹּקֶר וּבָעֶרֶב.

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This is a beautiful story. My mother — when she reached the age of forty — gave birth to twins: a son and a daughter. At forty it is hard to give birth. And she gave birth to twins. The son — that is I. And the daughter — that is my sister. Nu — do you need to eat? Blessed be Hashem there is something to eat! Whoever wants to eat — let him come to the Moroccan synagogue and eat kugel and cholent.


## Segment 3

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יֵשׁ בְּ'סֵפֶר הַמִּדּוֹת': לְהִסְתַּכֵּל עַל אֶתְרוֹג זֶה רְפוּאָה לָעֵינַיִם.

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My sister — when she reached the age of forty — gave birth to twins: a son and a daughter. The son — that is I. And the daughter — that is my sister. The kugel and the cholent are so beautiful! And every Shabbos I and my sister make kugel and cholent. She makes the cholent and I make the kugel — this is a novelty! There is something to eat all week — kugel and cholent one eats all week. When they hear there is kugel and cholent — they come from all of Yerushalayim on Sunday to eat kugel and cholent. Whoever wants to eat kugel and cholent — come to me! There will be kugel and cholent all week.


## Segment 4

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אֲנַחְנוּ צְרִיכִים לְכַבֵּד וְלִשְׁמֹר הַבְּגָדִים שֶׁלָּנוּ, זֶה דָּבָר חָשׁוּב.

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The son and the daughter also gave birth to twins — a son and a daughter. All of Meah Shearim and the Hungarian buildings know of these twins. When Shabbos arrives — then there is again something to eat: kugel and cholent! Whoever wants kugel and cholent — let him go to the son and to the daughter — to the twins! Brother and sister have plenty of kugel and plenty of cholent. Blessed be Hashem there is something to eat all week — a great blessing.


## Segment 5

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מִי שֶׁמְּשַׁמֵּשׁ אֶת הַחוֹלֶה, פָּטוּר מִתְּפִלָּה וּמִתְּפִלִּין.

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My sister — if she gives birth again to a son and a daughter: then there will be plenty of kugel and cholent — there will be something to eat!


## Segment 6

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זֶה בְּקַבָּלָה לְכָל אַנְשֵׁי רַבֵּנוּ, שֶׁבְּהַכְנָסַת אוֹרְחִים הָאוֹרֵחַ לֹא יִשְׁכַּב עַל הַמִּטָּה עַד שֶׁבַּעַל-הַבַּיִת יִשְׁכַּב עָלֶיהָ וְיִבְדֹּק שֶׁזֶּה טוֹב.

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This is a complete story: my sister — when she reached the age of forty — gave birth to twins: a son and a daughter. The son — that is I. And the daughter — that is my sister. Blessed be Hashem there is something to eat all week: kugel and cholent…