Winters in Chelm are cold. The Black Forest is especially dark, and the frigid air gets into the bones.Most years, the arrival of Chanukah is a welcome break, an excuse to rejoice and celebrate, and maybe overeat.This year… in one house… not so much…

Winters in Chelm are cold. The Black Forest is especially dark, and the frigid air gets into the bones. Most years, the arrival of Chanukah is a welcome break, an excuse to rejoice and celebrate, and maybe overeat. This year… in one house… not so much…

Menorah Malaise

Welcome to The Village! 
On the edge of The Black Forest, somewhere between Russia and Poland (and occasionally Germany) is a small community. Eighty or so houses, more chickens than people. 

As Reb Gold says, "Visiting the Village is like eating warm rye bread. You don't need to be Jewish to enjoy it."

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Welcome to The Village! On the edge of The Black Forest, somewhere between Russia and Poland (and occasionally Germany) is a small community. Eighty or so houses, more chickens than people. As Reb Gold says, "Visiting the Village is like eating warm rye bread. You don't need to be Jewish to enjoy it."

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