The Historic Casino of Rhodes By 1945, Jews were a rare sight in Rhodes. The Shoah had come over the island like a rogue wave in the night. In just a few short days, a thousand years of Jewish life and memory were swept into the sea, much of it lost forever. But in January of 1949, a different kind of Jew came up from the Aegean and strolled up to Rhode’s Grand Hotel of Roses. Today, this hotel persists as a dreary casino, but back then “The Roses” was bustling with activity

A photo of a young Rhodian Jewish boy of the Angel family, wearing the Star of David on the lapel of his coat. The Nazi menace decimated European Jewry, and its tentacles of hatred and violence reached even to North Africa and the Middle East. Jews of all backgrounds were victimized, and many stories about murdered family members remain as the heritage of Jews throughout the world. In our family-whose roots were in the Sephardic community of the Island of Rhodes-we also have

This past Spring, Sephardic life in the NYC Metropolitan Area thrived through vibrant celebrations, meaningful connections, and cherished communal traditions. For the first time ever, Brotherhood members and friends proudly marched in New York City's Greek Independence Day Parade on Fifth Avenue. Joining thousands of participants and spectators, we celebrated the history, resilience, and contributions of the Greek community while honoring the deep historical ties between Gree

Participants marching for their first Greek Independence Parade on behalf of the Greek Jewish Community of New York In a historic and proud moment for our community, the Greek Jewish Community of New York, led by Kehila Kedosha Janina, marched for the first time ever in the Greek Independence Day Parade on Fifth Avenue. As we celebrate the 205th anniversary of Greek independence, our participation highlights the rich and enduring legacy of Greek Jewry and our deep connection

Los musafires Un ombre telefoneó a su madre a informarle ke venía a su sivdad de vijita, a ver si se pudieran enkontrar para komer un día. "Atyó" disho la mamá, "siguro. I te kedas en kaza i te apronto el sofá para ke durmas ayí." "Ama mamá," respondió el ombre, "me va a akompanyar mi mujer. Los dos no puedemos durmir en el sofá." "No te merekíes," disho la mamá, "vos desho mi kamareta, i yo me echo en el sofá del salón." Más tadre, el ombre telefoneó de muevo, "mamá, ivamos

The Holocaust Memorial of Rhodes, located in the courtyard of the old Jewish neighborhood (La Djuderia) As editor of La Djente, it is especially meaningful to introduce this issue dedicated to the Sephardic Jewish community of Rhodes, a community whose story feels deeply personal to me, even four generations later. Jewish Rhodes first existed to me as a far away dream. A word in Ladino about the kehila. A recipe of bourikitas my grandmother made without measurements. Stories