The chuppah was arranged by the Chief Rabbi Yitzhak Yosef. Oh, you don't actually know what this is about. Let's start from the beginning.
Last night, the wedding of Zuriel Crispel's daughter took place in the halls of Beit Israel in Jerusalem. Zuriel, who serves as deputy mayor of Elad, engaged his daughter to a Jerusalemite man and the wedding was held in Jerusalem. The chuppah was performed, as I have already written, by Rabbi Yitzhak Yosef. As soon as the chuppah was over and the couple entered the special room, the guests began to arrive.
Incidentally, both the Chief Rabbi and the Grand Rabbi Cohen were supposed to participate in a conference of Sephardic Torah scholars at the Yazim synagogue in the Bukharim neighborhood, but gave it up in favor of attending the wedding.
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Hacham Shalom Cohen, the "master," also arrived to make the father happy, and sat for a long time waiting for the groom to come out of the special room. He refused every offer to hurry the bride and groom, who had left so that he could go.
As the bride and groom left the special room, the Rabbi approached the groom and they began dancing to the tunes of the song "Maara' Cohen." Immediately after the song ended, Rabbi Cohen left the hall, with the bride's father accompanying him to his car.
Minutes later, fashionably late, Elad Mayor Srulik Porush arrived, immediately joining the dancing circles, long minutes after he had despaired of finding his deputy among the tables.
Discussion groups and people who usually only know each other through social media also came to celebrate the wedding. Among them was Haredim10 reporter Eli Schwartz.
""This is one of the best whiskeys," said Zuriel, unwrapping the bottle. I didn't taste it, but I can tell you that in a photo shoot I took five minutes later, the bottle was sitting empty on the table.
""I don't drive, but bring some wine for us to taste," the mayor said to his deputy, as the latter pulled out a bottle of 412 and Pink from somewhere.
As if they hadn't traveled together, as if they had never met, precisely at the event he found time to whisper secrets in the ear of one of the council members.
Cheers cheers, one picture, two, three, and the mayor is not even focused on the picture. I despair, I wish everyone from my heart, happiness, joy and a long life.
And here comes the person who has already drunk and tasted it. Together with the mayor and council member Haim Katz, they raise a toast to life, because how can we do without it.
Rabbi Silverman, director of the Chabad house in the city, arrives and is immediately honored with a clean, clear vodka. The Rebbe's saying is recited from the table of honor, and the standing ovation ends with another full glass. Cheers to cheers.
Remember the fine whiskey? Itay Gadsi, editor of the website 'All the Time', asked to taste the whiskey, tasted it, expressed his opinion with a sour face, and asked to drink orange juice afterwards.
Up, up, someone hummed next to me as I looked toward the table of honor, and then I saw the guest who had come to shake the happy father's hand and the height differences prevented him from shaking. The Jewish mind solved the problem. I also joined in the chant while imagining: Up, up.
After finishing his whiskey and rinsing it with orange juice, Itay Gadsi went over to talk to council member Haim Katz, who asked him: "Where are you, can't we see you?" Gadsi replied: "I don't have a permit to enter the city." And the mayor quickly intervened: "This is everyone's city, everyone is allowed to enter, including you, Gadsi." Itay asked for a written permit to enter. Srulik promised that it would be sent. We will follow up.
The photographer at the event was Kobi Shira. The photographer never takes pictures, but just as he passed behind me I asked to take his picture. "Is that it, are you done?" he asked after a split second he stopped and had already started walking. I hope you see how dedicated he is to his work and is not willing to waste time. Not even on a picture. And who even thought of a selfie with Kobi Shira.
Rabbi Israel Glis arrived together with Ari Glhar. Rabbi Glis is full of stories about Jerusalem, and Ari Glhar listens, knowing that every half-story of a 'Glis' is material for a huge article in a newspaper's holiday supplement. They also received alcohol on the table - and went their separate ways.
The waiting time is limited by law today to three minutes, but apparently the videographer hadn't heard of that. And so, the groom waited a long time, much longer, to be filmed making the challah. Enjoy your meal.
I didn't know who wanted to be photographed with whom more: Yishai Cohen, the writer for Kachar Hashabbat, or Rabbi Israel Glis. After all, they both seemed to be good friends, and their smiles were happy. So I took the picture.
Know what is above you, a seeing eye. And so, in the picture from afar, another loyal reader joined Mako, to find out when the ceasefire is no longer in effect. And if you didn't recognize it, then this is the Hasidic/rock singer, Yossi Berger.
The bride's uncle came up to sing. The singing was oriental, the applause in the audience indicated satisfaction, and so it went on and on.
Shabbat Square photographer, Shlomi Cohen, arrives. Wine 412 is poured into glasses, a mix and a hug, and a kiss.
Efraimi (on the right) has arrived. No, you don't know him. Even in Elad, you barely know him, and who even remembers that he was once a member of the council. But next to him, on the left, is Shimon Mualem, a man who does his work mostly in silence. And so Mualem suddenly turns his gaze to the camera, which if Efraimi hadn't tried to evade, Mualem would never have noticed.
""Don't you know who this is?" I was asked as I took the photo. I don't know, but surely after the article goes on the air, someone will tell us who the man is and how special he is.
""And now the world-renowned cantor Dobla Heller will come on stage to sing." So announced the bride's father. But the call was like a voice calling in the wilderness. Dobla had not yet arrived.
Those who did arrive and were scolded for being late and not being at the wedding as promised were the director of the kashrut program at Badatz Beit Yosef, Shimon Suisa, and the son of the Datra chief, Itzik Malka. "It's not right that you were late," Zuriel told them.
Then Dobla Heller arrived. On stage, the bride's uncles are singing in Mizrahi. In order not to waste precious time, Dobla comes on stage and begins to sing. The music is so different from what it was up to that moment, it makes the Sephardic piyyutim singers slowly leave the stage. It's a shame, a Mizrahi-Chassidic duet could have been a hit. We lost.
Yossi Berger heard Hasidic cantata, and got up to record. The situation is interesting, it also takes good photos, and he is now already informed that the ceasefire will end tomorrow at 8 am.
I feel the camera in the back of my head while I'm busy filming what's happening on stage. I quickly turn the camera around, and manage to take a picture before they hide it from me: Tomer Cohen, chairman of the Elad workers' committee, managed to take a picture of me, and send it. But I also have a picture of him.
Thank you very much, kisses and hugs, and this is after Dovela Heller finished his cantorial segments on stage. Minutes later, the orchestra had already broken into its own version of the 2014 summer hit "Tak'at'e' Zha'zim.".
The editor of the pistachio section of the Yom Yom newspaper also came to the event. "Don't publish the picture of me eating," he asked. So I didn't publish it. "Don't write everything I tell you," he continued. So I didn't write everything. "Okay, take a picture of me with Rabbi Amir Crispel." I took a picture. Then they took the bottle of whiskey 21, and Rabbi Amir wished Ephraim Gilad abundant blessings and success, in whatever he asked for.
Towards the end, Zvika Cohen, also a former mayor of Elad and currently deputy mayor of Jerusalem, arrived. A joint photo, a toast, and I already rushed off to find hot cholent for a friend who was waiting with bated breath.
