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Re: [Ashkenazi-Q] A Father's Day Yarn That Answers Key Q1b Questions Including Alessandro's

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  • Judy Graff-Fisher
    Dave, I really enjoyed this entirely plausible* story! *except for the marinara sauce.  I don t think they had marinara in the 10th century. Judy Graff Fisher
    Message 1 of 4 , Jun 28, 2009
      Dave, I really enjoyed this entirely plausible* story!
      *except for the marinara sauce.  I don't think they had marinara in the 10th century.
      Judy Graff Fisher

      --- On Sun, 6/21/09, Dave Howard <dshoward@...> wrote:

      From: Dave Howard <dshoward@...>
      Subject: [Ashkenazi-Q] A Father's Day Yarn That Answers Key Q1b Questions Including Alessandro's
      To: Ashkenazi-Q@yahoogroups.com
      Date: Sunday, June 21, 2009, 6:11 PM

      "Tatteleh, tatteleh when will we ever get a brother?" Rachel and Sarah
      asked their father a few days after he had returned to his 10th century
      home in the town of Nogres (Bourg de St. Gilles) on the banks of the
      Rhone River in the south of France.

      Itzhak ben Shmuel was resting from recent visits to Jewish shtetles in
      the region trading his amazing far eastern merchandise. He thought to
      himself he would love to have a son who could take charge of the family
      when he was gone on his long trips or could work with him in his
      business. He looked at his daughters who seemed to have turned into
      young women over night. He knew he and his wife were too old to be
      having babies. He kept looking at them, smiled, and shook his head.

      A few weeks later he and his brother Morduch ben Shmuel were off on
      another trip with their fellow Radanite trader-bankers along the "Silk
      Road" that took them through the Mediterranean across what is now the
      Suez canal down and up the coasts of Arabia and India and finally to
      China.

      One of the bright spots of their long journey was to stop at the port
      city of Karachi where they would visit and trade with their good friend,
      Ghansham Ghazanavi. While Ghansham was a Muslim and traded with many
      other Radanites he relished his close relationship with these two.

      Ghansham felt a closer to his Aryan relatives who had moved into the
      area about 200 years earlier than his indigenous ancestors. This made
      him feel a connection with lands to the west. He had no idea he had SNP
      M378 on his yDNA molecule.

      Ghansham's two sons Rawesh and Roham had joined the family business.
      They also had developed a good relationship with the affable Radanite
      brothers who stopped by every year or two. The young men made Itzhak and
      Morduch chuckle when to call them fetter (uncle), a word they learned
      from other Jewish traders.

      It was on the return of the current trip when Itzhak and Morduch were
      heading west that the two families once again had conducted favorable
      business. That evening they were all together in Ghazanavi home enjoying
      a sinful Sindhi snack of "took patata" when Rawesh and Roham brought up
      a topic they had wanted to discuss for some months. The two young men
      really wanted to go west and relocate to another part of the world. They
      felt this could be good for their father's business as well as the
      Radanites. They wanted to join Shmuel's sons on their return trip to
      Europe.

      Itzhak and Morduch both liked the young men. They said they would talk
      it over later that evening.

      They returned the next day and said yes to the proposal.

      As the entourage traveled west it was in Sicily when Itzhak fell ill
      from eating non-kosher seafood in a dish of linguine smothered with
      delicious marinara sauce. They decided that Morduch should go on and
      finish the trip while the two young men stayed on with Itzhak to care
      for him and help him with his business.

      After a few weeks only Rohan was attending his mentor. Rawesh had met
      and had fallen in love with Andrea Gibellina, a lovely Sicilian maiden
      whose father, Salvatore Gibellina, was Itzhak's major trading partner in
      Sicily. Rawesh loved everything about Sicily and felt he could operate a
      branch of the trading business right there with Signor Gibellina. When
      Itzhak and Roham left, Rawesh stayed behind.

      Rawesh was a great success and married his sweetheart.

      Roham felt bad about leaving his brother but he wanted to finish his
      travels to the west. He and Itzhak become such good friends that Itzhak
      invited Rohan to live in Itzhak's comfortable home. Roham proved to be a
      great help to Itzhak.

      A few months later and just after a successful trip to visit regional
      shtetles Roham spoke to his mentor and said that he would like to become
      Jewish.

      Itzhak was very pleased with Roham and arranged for him to study with
      the local Rabbi. Roham was an excellent student. He loved his new
      religion and went so far as to have himself circumcised. He studied
      Hebrew, had a bar mitzvah, and had been given a Hebrew name of Ruven.

      Itzhak noticed that Roham and his daughter Sarah had become very close
      friends. He was not surprised when Roham approached him and asked for
      Sarah's hand in marriage. On the other hand Itzhak's wife Ida almost
      plotzed when she first heard this idea. But Rohan was able to enchant
      her as well. Even the Rabbi gave his blessing to the union.

      Roham ben Ghansham and his wife Sarah lived a long happy life. They were
      blessed with a large family of sons. The neighbors and friends loved to
      visit their home at Hanukkah to eat the double fried potato dish that
      Rawesh called took patata.

      Meanwhile Rawesh and Andrea had children in Sicily. Their first child
      was a son and was born with beautiful blond hair. The family was
      thrilled. His parents named him Angelo but Andrea's father decided it
      was time Rawesh and Andrea took a more Italian sounding last name. With
      this said the family members in the room looked at little Angelo and the
      same name popped into several brains at the same time, Biondo (blond
      male).

      Rawesh and Andrea Biondo would be very proud of their bright and
      talented future many times great grandson Alessandro.

      The End

      Note: Even though they were brothers, Rawesh had a brand new mutation in
      one of his STRs which put him at a genetic distance of 1 from his
      brother Roham.

      Note: All the fathers in the story have a happy ending.
      I am solely responsible for this adult fairy tale.

      Dave

    • Rebekah Canada
      You are right there Judy. The tomato was a New World import. http://www.hort.wisc.edu/mastergardener/features/vegetables/tomatoes/tomorigin/tomato%20origin.htm
      Message 2 of 4 , Jun 29, 2009
        You are right there Judy. The tomato was a New World import. 


        BTW, if you can find them at a farmer's market, heritage tomatoes are wonderful. 

        Regards,
        Rebekah

        On Sun, Jun 28, 2009 at 8:50 PM, Judy Graff-Fisher <jgraff100@...> wrote:


        Dave, I really enjoyed this entirely plausible* story!
        *except for the marinara sauce.  I don't think they had marinara in the 10th century.
        Judy Graff Fisher

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