Building a sukkah is serious business. It takes brawn and wit and a steady hammer. It takes dedication and a keen eye for design. After all, a sukkah is a sacred shelter — as mythic as a treehouse and as inviting as a dining room table. It is a place to stargaze, to spend time with family and friends and, most important, to savor the abundant edible joys of the fall harvest.
It is fortunate then, that Jonathan Safran Foer and his younger brother, Josh Foer, are two very serious fellows. Jonathan, 32, teaches creative writing at New York University and is the author of such novels as the globally acclaimed “Everything Is Illuminated” and his forthcoming investigative memoir, “Eating Animals.” Josh, 27, is a science journalist for National Geographic, among other publications, who dreams up such epic projects as the Atlas Obscura, an online collection of the world’s curiosities.
So when these two brothers decided to build a sukkah — a solid pine frame with burlap walls, covered in fragrant dried corn stalks — in Jonathan’s Brooklyn backyard last year, they were all business. Leah Koenig’s questions give us a behind-the-scenes look (well, a behind-the-house view) at the brothers hard at work.
What sort of sukkah traditions did your family have growing up?
Jonathan Safran Foer: According to family legend, our great-great-great-great-great-grandfather Menashe Chrabolowski was a master sukkah builder. He was known to fashion whimsical yet sturdy structures from nothing but burlap and waxed dental floss.
Josh Foer: The gene has obviously been diluted. Our father, God bless him, is a man of many talents, but wielding a hammer isn’t one of them. Growing up, he had to have the father of one of Jonathan’s friends construct our family sukkah.
JSF: It was a Freudian nightmare.
What is the strangest/most beautiful sukkah you’ve ever seen? Aside from the one you built, of course.
JSF: We’re faithful to our sukkah.
J.F.: It was the Bilbao of sukkahs.
JSF: The Pele of sukkahs.
J.F.: A bad mutha-sukkah.
Have you collaborated on building projects in the past?
J.F.: Mattress forts.
JSF: Last year we built a puppet theater for my son.
J.F.: I built. He watched.
JSF: I didn’t watch.
What was the appeal of building a sukkah?
J.F.: We’re supposed to be the People of the Book, but we’re actually the people of the carpenter’s square. From Noah to Jesus to Norm Abram, it’s a very proud tradition, you know.
JSF: Always hammering or getting screwed….
Was the design based on anything in particular?
JSF: The favelas of Rio de Janeiro.
What materials did you use, and where did they come from?
J.F.: The frame was pine, the walls were burlap, and the schach —
JSF: Gezuntite!
J.F.: — was mostly cornstalks.
JSF: We went to the local gardening store. I was trying to explain to a Dominican guy behind the counter that we needed a whole bunch of cheap greenery for an art project we were working on. He was like, “Oh, you mean, schach?”
Were there any mishaps involved with building it? Any particular moments of grace?
JSF: No mishaps, per se. Moments of grace?
J.F.: Remember when the ladder fell and I just hung there, floating in the air?
JSF: Yeah, that was something.
How did you decide where to build the sukkah?
J.F.: Our original design idea was a floating sukkah. It was going to have curtain walls and be suspended from above by cables.
JSF: Directly from God’s beard.
J.F.: Directly from Jonathan’s magnolia tree. I had four pieces of steel specially fabricated for the project. But that idea got nixed by a rabbi. You can’t build a sukkah under a tree, you know.
JSF: No. That’s not it. We decided the tree couldn’t support the weight.
J.F.: Right.
Where did your etrog and lulav come from?
JSF: We got the lemon from D’Agostino, and the schwag from a head shop.
J.F.: My father-in-law bought mine.
What foods do you remember eating in the sukkah last year? Anything that stands out in your memory? This is a food column, after all.
JSF: The afikomen.
J.F.: It was stale.
JSF: It started stale.
J.F.: How do you know when matzo has gone bad? When it starts tasting good? Bada bing!
J.F.: My wife made an amazing feast one night, and we had a whole bunch of our friends over. She served the soup in little carved-out pumpkins.
JSF: You’re thinking of Halloween.
J.F.: No, on Halloween she made matzo ball soup.
J.S.F.: We had some of my son’s friends over for a party the next day. They tore down all but two of the walls.
Jonathan lives next to a Chabad House — did either of you ever sneak a peak at their sukkah? How did yours compare?
JSF: Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s sukkah.
J.F.: No offense, but those guys haven’t had a noteworthy piece of architecture since 770.
Are you planning to make building a sukkah together a yearly tradition?
JSF: When conceiving the project, we amortized the cost of the materials over 15 years, so the answer is yes.
J.F.: Actually, Jonathan is on his own this year. I just moved to New Haven, where I finally have space to build my own sukkah
JSF: The New Haven board of tourism should make use of that. “New Haven: where you can finally have space to build your own sukkah.”
Leah Koenig writes a monthly column on food and culinary trends. She lives in New York City. She can be contacted at ingredients@forward.com
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If he's going to build something, he should first learn how to use tools correctly. That's an extremely dangerous way to use a saw.
" That's an extremely dangerous way to use a saw."
UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE YEAR!
Is this parody? You don't have to be Christian carpenter (the POSE?) to know you don't saw wood that is balanced on someone's shoulder.
Looks like both of these guys need some SECHEL!
If it is parody, imho it's terrible.
This is AMAZING. The Foers are hilarious. Stop focusing on the photo (which is a joke, obviously).
I wish there was a video of this interview; it would probably be even funnier!
I don't have a backyard, so all I can build is a little sukkah for my dining room table. I'll also continue the chronic construction of my inner sukkah, as the soul I'm told I have is always wandering, and wondering, and often lost, tired, and hungry.
Speaking of hunger, take a look at The Vegetarian Mitzvah at www.brook.com/jveg, which links to a video featuring JSF (I don't know if his brother is also vegetarian and is also featured in videos).
Maybe they should write "How Succot Explains The World."
(Miriam, lighten-up.Succot is almost here.)
My friend, give your self a potch and wake up your in a dark pit.
Things are not as they should be, Jewish people are like christans beliving in their pagan days.
Do you not hear G-D......Ezekiel 4:1 And you, O mortal, take a brick and set it before you. On it protray a city. Jerusalem; and put siegeworks against it, and build a siege-wall against it, and cast up a ramp against it; set camps also against it. and plant an iron wall between you nad the city; set your face toward it, and let it be in a state of siege, and press the siege against it. This is a sign for the house of Israel.
G-D is still angry with the people. Only when men and women recognize the cause of that divine wrath in our long history of national failings can we turn that anger, that we have placed as prayers and rituals and holy days and calling one a teacher of G-D. We are being directly affected, today, open your eyes. Open your ears to the words of G-D let them be eaten up in you mind. The bitterness is their, generation after generation, we are about to face a terrible siege and it is from our G-D who is in control.
If the word of G-D sounds dull, the fault may not lie with the speaker but with the dull and unresponsive attitude of the listener!
Today the hearers are no more aware or ready to believe the truth of the warnings written in Jeremiah, Ezekiel, Isaiah or the others.
For it is written.......Isaiah 1....When you come to appear before me, who asked this from your hand? (G-D did not ask this of us, to pray the same paryers over and over, fast not giving our hearts to the words) ( Who asked this of us?----the teachers, the leaders)
Isaiah 1......Trample my courts no more; bring offerings is futile; incense is an abomination to me. ( has G-D told us he turned this around yer? NO! He has not!)
Isaiah 1 New moon and sabbath and calling of convocation I cannot endure solemn assemblies with iniquity. (Did G-D say, I CANNOT ENDURE) So what have we done about it? And my friend the word ---iniquity-----sin----we have not put out of our lives, and turned and become the mirror image of our G-D sealing our hearts and minds with truth and wisdom and intered the hidden part, and the fire that keeps us seeing here down in the darkness of this world is not seen by the race of Jewish people or any other, just a few, now and down through generations of this world.
One who seen her G-D .....Genesis 16 she gave this name to the LORD who spoke to her; You are the G-D who sees me, for she said 'I have now seen the One who sees me."
She seen her G-D in the hidden part....Ps 51......Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop. and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
We are turned around......we walk in error....we are standing on the wrong foundation, the wrong rock......we need to open our eyes and ears.....the blind are leading the blind to the darkness of the pit we have fallen into.
Psalm 118 ....The stone the builders rejected has become the capstone; the LORD has done this, and it is marvelous in ----OUR EYES..
David, and others like the woman in Gen. seen, have you?
Don't believe in fairy tales...you poor child.