Leni and I spent part of
our vacation on the outer banks of
Services or not, we observe Shabbat when we’re on vacation. That means we have Shabbat dinner with Kiddush and Motzi and we spend no money throughout the day.
So on Friday afternoon we went grocery shopping, getting food to last us for the day. Our first problem was that there was no kosher wine to be found over which to say Kiddush. Fortunately, I remembered a text I studied in rabbinical school about how to do Kiddush without wine. One washes one’s hands before Kiddush, says the entire Kiddush but ends it with the blessing over bread instead of the blessing over wine. (This law was surely written either for Jews who were travelling or those too poor to afford the luxury of wine.) Leni and I got a package of small rolls over which to do our combined Kiddush and Motzi.
Being that it was vacation
and we were in a small rented apartment, we had neither the tools nor the inclination to do a lot of cooking. We had
found a take-out Thai restaurant with a lot of vegetarian options. So before Shabbat, we called in an order and I picked
it up. Our dinner began with Shalom Aleikhem, moved to Kiddush and Motzi, and then to three dishes of veggie Thai food,
which was pretty good. And it was Shabbat on
I think we Jews invented
the idea that religion was portable. God, Torah and the mitzvoth are with us wherever we go. It would have been nice to
be with other Jews for a Shabbat service. But we did not need that in order to be Jewish. We don’t subscribe to the
maxim, “When in
On another point, I don’t think we slighted Shabbat in any way by having take-out food for dinner. I’ve suggested from the pulpit that some of our busy families do the same. Better take-out food eaten at home with the whole family than going to a restaurant where the sense of family-togetherness is harder to achieve. Home-cooked is great, but what’s really important is the family being together celebrating Shabbat.
Leni and I spent part of Shabbat on the beach reading and then we walked through town later in the day. When Shabbat was over, we went out to dinner.
Wherever we go, we look for signs of a Jewish presence. We’ve been to some very interesting Shabbat services. But even when we find none, Shabbat go with us. They always remind us who we are and what we believe in.


