a huge seinfeld fan, i love this scene, where jerry and elaine want to take a chocolate babka to a dinner party but an old lady in line in front of them gets the last one. but as a southerner a "babka" was a foreign concept to me. what is it? a loaf of bread? a dessert? i have never known.
um, today i had some chocolate babka. and it was IN. CRED. I. BLE.
a babka is like a huge loaf-sized croissant, filled with chocolate or cinnamon. it is a dessert that isn't super sweet. this is my favorite kind of pastry.
one of my professors this semester fits all my stereotypes of new yorkers. she is jewish, wears crazy high heels every day, talks very loudly and with her hands, and is only 39 and is a super accomplished lawyer and a dean at the columbia law school. she initially totally intimidated me and now i love her. she has taught us to advocate for ourselves in negotiations and difficult conversations, and you can tell she cares about us as individuals and about our work as educators (her husband is the head of a jewish day school, so she understands our jobs). today was our last class together, and she brought bagels...and chocolate babkas and cinnamon babkas. WARM. warm baked goods is the way into my heart.
and now this seinfeld episode makes even more sense. a babka cannot be replaced by another item from a bakery. a babka is worth the freak-out that jerry and elaine have when they don't think they can get one. i am a babka convert.
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