Which Uncommon Animals -and their milk- Are Kosher?
April, 2023
‘Yakity Yak’
A Strange 5am Shailah
Close to fifteen years ago, I was offered a free ticket to attend a seminar for rabbanim. The goal was not simply respite, but to listen to various poskim and speakers and perhaps develop new and important relationships. On the last evening of this three-day retreat, a frum psychologist addressed our group. His presentation offered important information, as often a rav is the first to notice shalom bayis concerns, or made aware of a serious mental issue, or be informed of an addiction or other peccadilloes. So, if there is chochma to be gleaned in how to first respond, as well as for us to be made aware of frum experts or organizations in a variety of such fields, then such a session becomes highly valuable.
However, it was with his conclusion with which I had some disagreement. He talked about how rabbanim need to guard their own health and energy – true. He expressed how he has seen to many rabbanim, and their children, who suffer from Cobblers Children Syndrome – meaning, while focusing on a kehillah, the needs of the rav and his family may get put on the bottom of the pile while everyone else is being cared for. “Therefore, one has to explain to the shul that there are certain hours that your phone is taken off the hook, or, one day a week or every other week you are not to be disturbed”.
As I was in my late 20’s at the time, and responded a little sharply: “Should we just tell members not to die on certain days?”
He responded, “Well, in cases of emergency…”
“And a kashrus shailah…what should they do if it occurs on my ‘off day’?”
“Well, if you answer shailos frequently, then maybe your cell phone should always be on. But at least at some point at night, say 10pm, all communication to the rabbi should be made unavailable”
While his goal was noble -and I can testify that certain boundaries are beneficial-in my experience, people do not call the rav after even 9pm unless it is either time sensitive or urgent. My experience with middle-of-the-night phone calls is that they are b’H rare and have only been regarding urgent matters, often life-and-death issues.
A rav is like, lahavdil, a fireman in that most often the bells do not ring at the inconvenient times, but when they do, he must be ready in a heartbeat to offer the necessary aid.
My streak of never receiving a non-urgent middle-of-the-night call, however, sadly ended a few days ago. I picked up the ringing phone expecting bad news. Instead, I heard a jubilant voice on the other end. “Rabbi Taub? Can you hear me?”
While static-y, I simply responded, “Yes”.
“I am in the Himalayas”
“Sorry, the connection is not so good. It sounded like you said you are in the Himalayas!”
“I am in the Himalayas!”
“Why?”
“Stam. It is beautiful! I wanted to see nifloes haboreh!” he responded.
Shabbos is in a couple of hours and I had a few shailos…”.
After telling him to call back in a few minutes, he then listed several questions relating to his hotel room, eruv, etc. Nothing urgent. But his final shailah was a most peculiar one.
“I brought salami and other proteins. But I am running low. Would I be able to have butter made by the local farmer here? Before you answer, you should know it is butter from a Yak”
“A Yak?!”
“Yes, a Yak!”
At that moment, he suddenly realized what time it was by me. “Oh my! I didn’t realize it is close to 5am! I am so sorry!”
However, I explained that this was a rare and fascinating shailah, touching on a variety of halachos, and I could not be happier. Who needs a coffee when one has this to think about?
Let us briefly unpack the four compartments of this shailah.
First of all, there is the issue of mesorah. Many poskim hold that even mammals that have simanei kashrus still must not be consumed unless there is a mesorah/tradition of us eating them (Shach 80:1, Chochmas Adam 36; this is not to be confused with fowl, for which the concern for mesorah is far greater).
A Yak is a bovine mammal, and a cousin of the cow, it has a distinctive regal coat of hair and large horns. So while it has all the signs of a kosher animal, it is lacking in mesorah.
Issue two is the concern for cholev yisroel. Many who eat cholev stam are often under the impression that they do not keep cholov yisroel. Nothing is further from the truth. The obligation in only consuming milk that is cholov yisroel is an undisputed halacha that all must observe. Rather, and without getting into the complexities, they follow a view that presumes that in certain countries and under certain conditions, general milk sold already fulfills these protocols. Those poskim would actually call such milk -or a Hershey Bar –cholov yisroel, however, so as not to confides those who do not accept this leniency the neologism ‘cholov stam’ was invented.
This is not splitting hairs, rather vital information for the travelling consumer: just because one eats cholov stam in America, does not mean one can do so in a foreign country whose production is not monitored as well! In fact, on Pesach I received a call from someone staying in a Caribbean Pesach hotel. “We eat cholov stam in America. The kosher program ran out of milk. May I purchase the local milk?” This was a smart shailah from someone who knows the reasonings behind their minhagim.
The third element is butter. The Shulchan Aruch is conditionally lenient when it comes to (specifically) butter produced from purely non-cholov yisroel. This is because this milk’s ability to be churned is proof enough that it came from a kosher animal (yoreh deah, siman 115).
So, putting all of this together, can he eat the butter or not?
Rav Moshe Shturnbuch is quoted (yarchon Otzros Yerushalaim), that even those ashkanazim who follow the view that kosher mammals need a mesorah, this is only regarding their meat, their milk, however, would be permissible. This being the case, and because this is butter, it may be allowed (if watched by a Jew or in the form of butter). More, many posit that the original chumrah necessitating a mesorah was issued only regarding chayos and not beheimos (see Aruch Hashulchan).
So, what did I tell him to do?
“Let me sleep on it”!

