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At Home With Helen Nash

In New Kosher Cuisine, one of the doyennes of kosher home cooking takes her fare in a simpler direction

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Helen Nash in her kitchen, August 2012. (Claudio Papapietro)

For Helen Nash, one of the doyennes of kosher home cooking, writing cookbooks is a way to share meals with other people when her own table feels empty. She began working on her first book, the 1984 classic Kosher Cuisine, when her two children left for college and followed it four years later with Helen Nash’s Kosher Kitchen, written while her husband, financier Jack Nash, was busy building his pioneering Odyssey Partners hedge fund.

This week, she has a third volume coming out, Helen Nash’s New Kosher Cuisine, which she wrote in the wake of her husband’s death in 2008, five years after he was left incapacitated by a stroke. “I was sinking into an abyss, and I realized I had to do something,” Nash told me, in her matter-of-fact way, when I visited her Park Avenue apartment recently. “This anchored me.” In her sunny kitchen, she served a summery ginger tea (fresh ginger, honey, and lime) with an assortment of pastries: a flourless torte (chocolate, nuts, and prunes bound with egg white), delicate crescent-shaped shortbread cookies, and chocolate almond truffles. “Those who cook,” she said, offering a plate of raspberries and donut peaches, “it’s because someone is there to appreciate it.”

In addition to simplified, retooled versions of traditional Jewish favorites like chopped liver and gravlax, the new book includes low-fat recipes Nash developed while caring for her husband—spinach pie, roasted cauliflower, tuna pasta—that serve as weekday staples. Where her earlier books included dinner-party showstoppers like quenelles, her focus now reflects both the changes in her life and in popular cooking habits since the days when “kosher” automatically meant “heavy.” “I always told Jack I married him for better or worse but not for lunch,” Nash told me. “I didn’t have a repertoire of lunch.” But having him home during the day for the first time in their half-century of marriage prompted her to perfect dishes like stuffed portobello mushrooms, vegetable frittatas, and, at the fancier end, a sole and parmesan soufflé that can, Nash promises, be prepared in advance.

Nash’s first book, which was published by Random House, represented something new in kosher cookbooks: a guide to preparing modern, elegant meals that divorced the rules of kashrut from ethnic Jewish, and mainly Ashkenazic, mainstays. “One can easily understand how guests at Mrs. Nash’s table seldom realize that they are eating kosher meals,” wrote Craig Claiborne, the New York Times’ legendary food critic, when Kosher Cuisine came out. The book went on to shape a generation of young cooks, just as Orthodox Jews were looking to expand their culinary horizons and as less-observant Jews were getting more interested in keeping kosher.

“I got it at my bridal shower,” said Susie Fishbein, author of the best-selling Kosher by Design series. Kosher Cuisine was, she said, one of the only kosher bibles of the time that didn’t focus on heavy holiday meals and traditional foods. “Every bride on Long Island got The Melting Pot, the community cookbook, and there was Spice and Spirit, the Lubavitch cookbook, which was not fancy but you’d go to when you made your first Rosh Hashanah,” Fishbein continued. “But people were traveling, and it’s exciting to cook from other cultures—and Helen saw that and brought it into people’s homes.”

It’s a long way from where Nash started as a newlywed in 1957, when, as she is fond of saying, she didn’t even know how to make corn on the cob. “I knew nothing, literally nothing,” she told me. She was born Helen Englander in Krakow in 1935 into a home attended by servants; her mother, she said, was one of the first career women in Poland, working in her family’s textile business. “My mother apparently never cooked before the war,” Nash told me. “And then it was the war, and even after the war, there was no food.”

With her parents and sister, Nash was deported to Siberia in 1939 and returned west via Tashkent. They obtained visas to the United States after the war from a sympathetic consul in Prague after Nash’s father, who had been in the spirits business before the war, took a friend’s advice to grow a beard and say he was a rabbi. They reunited with her maternal grandparents in Brooklyn’s Williamsburg neighborhood—they had been sponsored by cousins in Hoboken, N.J.—and eventually settled in Crown Heights. (A younger brother, Israel Englander, was born after the family’s arrival in the United States; he now runs the Millennium Management hedge fund.)

Through it all, Nash said, they kept kosher, a task made easier by meat shortages during and after the war. While they had been completely modern in their Orthodoxy in Krakow, Nash’s mother was descended from the Babad rabbinic dynasty, and the family was not open to compromise—not even when Helen Englander met Jack Nash at a friend’s wedding reception in New York. The son of a well-to-do Berlin family, Jack Nash arrived in New York in 1941 and managed to gain entry to Stuyvesant High School despite speaking very little English; he went on to City College and then to work as a trainee at the investment house Oppenheimer & Company, where he eventually became chairman. “He was Jewish, but he had not been brought up in an Orthodox way,” Nash told me. “It was quite traumatic for my family to accept him, but he was a very persuasive man.”

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At Home With Helen Nash

In New Kosher Cuisine, one of the doyennes of kosher home cooking takes her fare in a simpler direction