We’re at the beginning of the High Holidays–no, not the Lexington Barbecue Festival–the holiest days in the Jewish year. Saturday is Rosh Hashanah, the celebration of the new year in the Jewish calendar.
Litterally translated, Rosh Hashanah means ‘Head of the Year.’ Yet few know that the Hebrew word ‘Rosh’ actually derives from the English ‘Roast.’ Hence Roast Hashanah, or Roast of the Year.
In my make believe world, that equates to a divine order to eat barbecue on this day. But not just any barbecue will do. It has to be the roast of the year!

Apples dipped in honey vs. barbecue? What does your conscience tell you?
So sound the shofar, hop in the car and head to your finest local pork purveyor (As if you needed another excuse to eat barbecue). We’ll see you there.
I can think of a few better ways to celebrate Rosh Hashanah (apples with honey or a kugel, perhaps). But I can think of no better way to observe Roast Hashanah than tucking into a nice barbecue plate.
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L’Shanah Tovah Porkvateinu!
(Giggling.)
A sweet, pork-filled year to you, too, Eric J.
So you’ve had our “Jew-B-Cue” then? That would be what happens after we reheat the yontiff brisket for the third or fourth time. It’s so soft by then, we just pull it with forks, mix in it’s gravy and pile it on soft, squishy buns.
Voila! Jew-B-Cue!
Looking forward to reading you on Mouthful.