I’m honored. And humbled.
In a first-ever e-mail addressed to Knish Hunter (well said!),
native Yiddish speaker and soulful singer Wolf Krakowski
kindly pointed out my most-fallible phoneme mix up:
Hi Knish Hunter:
I sing “shulim” (sholem) not ”cholent”
in “Shabes, Shabes.”
It’s my poylish dialekt.
Quite a thrill to get an email from the guy whose music you
listen to near daily, I must say. And, on the eve of Yom Kippur,
I echo his sentiments:
Stay healthy and strong.
And have a good, healthy year.
Amen to that. Here’s to a year replete with Poylish dialect and
cross-cultural, cross-national, heart-filled encounters.