"If Israel needs it, I’m ready to donate all my ammunition and I’ve got quite a bit," Moishy says with a smile.
Moishy shows me a photo recreating a scene from the War of Independence, where Primus planes smuggled into Israel attacked enemy forces with small bombs, sometimes just soda bottles tossed out of open windows by pilots. According to historical accounts, in at least one instance, these soda bottle explosions successfully scared off Egyptian forces.
"If Israel needs it, I’ll donate all my ammunition," Moishy repeats, grinning as he references the stalled arms shipment from President Biden.
But before we dive into his quirky offer, let me introduce Moshe Mannes, not just a namesake, but my uncle and the older brother of my father. He lives in a modest (relatively speaking) home in a unique Lakewood neighborhood surrounded by forest and sprawling golf courses. Calling it a house, though, feels inaccurate. It’s more like a museum.
The place is brimming with antiques: display cases filled with menorahs, historical photos, albums, and most notably hundreds of vintage soda bottles, known in Israel as “sifolux” after one of the earliest soda companies.
Among the treasures are bottles adorned with Stars of David and Hebrew inscriptions of company names, a testament to Jewish life and commerce.
“What’s up, Uncle Moishy? So cool to be here, with Moshe Mannes interviewing Moshe Mannes,” I begin. “Your whole life has been about Judaica. This house is packed with collections, from menorahs to photos, newspaper clippings, and records of Jewish life and labor. But you’re best known and even make a living from your massive stash of historical soda bottles. How did it start? What was your first bottle? Are there others out there collecting these?”
“Judaica has always been my passion. It means Jewish art,” Moishy explains. “There are other collectors of antiques, but I’ve got the world’s largest collection of Jewish bottles. Each one tells a story about our history and culture, like bottles labeled ‘Shomer Shabbat,’ which reflect the challenges of that era. My first bottle? I spotted it at a flea market. Those are everywhere in the U.S. It was at a non-Jew’s stall, and I noticed a bottle with a Borough Park address and a Star of David on it. I snagged it for a few bucks; the guy had no clue about its historical value. That’s when I dug deeper and discovered a whole world of Jewish soda history.”










