Some of the best parshiyot to drash, those filled with material, simply don't lend themselves to great challah shapes. Thursday night dinner led to some interesting discussions of detached limbs and foreskins. Nope!
But there are also some beautiful moments. Devorah, Rivka's nurse is buried under an oak tree. In just a verse we have a named woman whose burial is marked. Reading between the lines, moments like these tell me there's a whole tradition of women's stories lost to the canon. For her, I made a braid ending in oak leaves.
The big story in Vayishlach is Jacob returning home. Worried about meeting Esav again, he divides his family and flocks on either side of the Jabbok River. Our cupcake challah is divided by a river and accompanied by fluffy sheep. (Yes, it's hard to see in the dough. My sheep clearly needs shearing.
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