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Beautiful Book, December 28, 2002
This review is from: Burnt Bread and Chutney: Growing Up Between Cultures - A Memoir of an Indian Jewish Childhood (Ballantine Reader's Circle) (Paperback)
Burnt Bread and Chutney is at one level a biography of a girl/woman who is ethnically and culturally half Bene Israel (Indian Jewish). But it is much more than that. It is also an intimate portrayal of a woman-dominated household where a table full of spicy curry is a traditional Shabbat meal and where women tell stories while men make music. Indeed, it is through these stories as much as through a recounting of her life's many adventures that Carmit Delman explains to us, the readers, who and what she is. For in a book that is ostensibly her biography you will find tales of the generations who preceded her. Here you will find the legend of how the Bene Israel came to India; here too is the story of the Bombay mango that altered destinies; here are the stories of pogroms and miraculous escapes in Eastern Europe; here is the story of Carmit's parents who never considered their bi-racial marriage special or revolutionary; and here too is Carmit's own story. Here, amidst the tales of generations, we find the story of a girl growing up in two countries (America and Israel) and in many worlds. And somehow, all those stories blend into one tale of impossibly varied and unique hues. Reading this tale was, for me, like listening to a Doors album. For just as it seems impossible that the blues, classical music, traditional tunes, and stories can be blended into one music and one theme, so it seems impossible that so many stories on so many levels can create one unique and varied tapestry. Yet somehow both happen... and reading Carmit Delman's work, like listening to the Doors, helped safeguard me against the wholesale automation of human beings. Against Disney and against automated call centres. For in Burnt Bread and Chutney ageless wisdom not only survives but flourishes. And in an age where our very identities have collapsed into a by-now-all-too-familiar jumble, this wisdom and a safeguard we desperately need.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
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Interesting story, so-so writing, July 2, 2005
This review is from: Burnt Bread and Chutney: Growing Up Between Cultures - A Memoir of an Indian Jewish Childhood (Ballantine Reader's Circle) (Paperback)
This is a very interesting book! Talk about your culture clash and your family secrets! Like many children of mixed cultural backgrounds, Carmit found it a bit difficult to fit into either. But it was more difficult because she was a minority within a minority, a dark-skinned, South Asian who "didn't look Jewish", and an Indian whose family had a different religion and different traditions from the Hindu majority. As a child, her grandmother makes her promise that she will always return to the Bene Israel, and she does.
Her family history, too, set her apart. Her grandmother was betrothed to a man who turned out to be an alcoholic. This put an end to the engagement, but it also made her grandmother practically unmarriageable. Until her sister's husband offered to take her as his second wife. He treated her and her daughter very differently from the way he behaved towards his first wife, being abusive, forcing her to live in poverty while her sister lived in luxury. The family's condescension towards Nana-bai and her descendents continued into the author's generation.
While I wasn't terribly impressed with the author's writing style (I thought she jumped around a lot, among other things), the book is well worth reading for an understanding of the difficulties of growing up in a multi-cultural household, of being "odd girl out", as well as to learn a little bit about this small, perhaps dying, segment of Judaism. I would, in fact, have liked to have learned more about Bene Israel, its history, how its practices differ from mainstream Judaism, but I guess that would be another book!
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:
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Burnt Bread and Chutney - A Childhood Lived In Three Cultures - Indian, Jewish and Israeli, July 13, 2009
This review is from: Burnt Bread and Chutney: Growing Up Between Cultures - A Memoir of an Indian Jewish Childhood (Ballantine Reader's Circle) (Paperback)
I truly enjoyed reading this book! Carmit Delman was born into an Indian-Jewish family; her father was Eastern European descent and her mother was born and raised in India. Her parents met in Israel, and raised their family in upstate New York.
The only confusing aspect of the book was Carmit's flipping back and forth between her childhood and the early lives of her mother and grandmother. She could easily write another book - or multiple volumes - about the amazing family history of her mother and the Indian side of her family.
I would say that this book is for anyone who ever felt in childhood as if they weren't quite good enough. Carmit writes about her eleventh birthday party, and her shame - then - and her gratefulness - much later, in her own adulthood, at her parents' effort. Her mother served boxed macaroni and cheese, and her father rented a VCR and brought home the movie 'The Yearling.' Her classmates ended up leaving early, calling home repeatedly to find out where their rides were, hanging out on the front porch, anything to get away from the uncool birthday party going on inside the house. As children, we view these incidents with great righteous indignation, and it is only later on when we are grown-ups with our own families, that we realize our parents did the best they could with what they had.
The author recalls the emotional pain of being a child who wasn't wealthy, well-dressed or socially connected. During the High Holiday services at her synagogue, she and her family had to watch the events on a TV set in another room, because they couldn't afford the expensive tickets that it cost to actually be allowed to sit in the banquet room with everyone else.
Carmit also explains in exquisite detail about the sensations of growing up in a multicultural household. The foods, the smells, the curry, and the importance of food in both the Indian and Jewish cultures. I highly recommend this book!
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