A writer shares how she finally connected with her Jewish heritage by eating Israeli-Jewish food while living in Israel.

Technically, I was Jewish… just with a strong emphasis on theish.

With that said, my familiarity with this culinary lineage was a bit more robust.

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Clearly, my faith skewed less Jew and more you do you.

This food was fresh, financially feasible on my modest budget, and freaking delicious.

Somehow, I felt that I won the Jewish jackpot, at least where food was concerned.

Broth in Bowl on gray background, healthy food, top view.

before enjoying platefuls of elaborately prepared, incredibly delectable (and yes, kosher!)

meals with the kiddos and parents.

I even traveled abroad with them for a few fancy Passover retreats.

Close-up of sliced purple cabbage,

But as the saying goes, better late than never.

To this day, my palate and sense of self are all the richer.

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soba noodles

A hand is stirring a sourdough starter in a glass jar, on a kitchen countertop. The light casts a warm glow, highlighting the ingredients inside the jar.

Frozen beef steaks on brownish packaging paper. Light effect.

Woman shopping in a grocery store with a basket