Today, when the world, the weather, and my soul are squeezed with pain and cold, I am reminded of my favorite Shakespeare sonnet. I would say it myself, but why? He wrote it so much better I could ever do. I would only add the word “blood” in every line of his, though: Tir’d with…
Tag: Israel
Chanukah Foods
By now, the fifth light of Chanukah, everyone has written about Chanukah foods. I decided to add my two cents, though. I decided to make a different kind of latkes – the lighter version of just potato, onion, flour mix. Mine feature carrots and zucchini along with potatoes and no flour at all. Here’s what you need….
Just One Verse
A friend of mine just made Aliyah. Originally from Donetsk, she had to run to Kiev from the horrors of the war not wanted by anyone. There, she waited for permission to enter Eretz Yisrael. As an artist, a jewellery maker, a make-everything-myself lady, she settled in the best place for creative souls – the city…
Back to Katamon. In my Dreams.
Looking at homes. Dreaming of living there. Looking back. Or forward? All I need is my own place. In Katamon. Tu bi Av. A love day? A dream day? A Nachamu? No consolation for me. Not now. Not ever?
We are in it Together. Part IV. Never Want to Leave.
The beauty of this land The magic in its air When will I call you mine? It is intolerable to think that I have to leave so soon. I want to see and do so much more. I miss my mother and daughters immensely, but I’d rather have them here with me than me there….
We are in it Together. Part III. Shabbat at Pardes. In Jerusalem.
So it is a Friday, and that means that my morning is spent at the famous Mahane Yehuda shuk – an open street market, big, loud, great in its smells, crowds, and colors. The amount of people there on a Friday is hard to imagine. Everyone is walking, checking, looking, shouting, buying, selling, and just…
We are in it Together. Pardes in Jerusalem.
For the last few days, I find myself walking the streets of the city I love the most, Jerusalem. Not only I am in the place the very air of which makes me breathe easier even through the heat, but I am blessed to be learning at the institution that brings people together based only…
My American Anniversary
Today is nineteen years since I’ve arrived in this blessed land of the USA. We came here as a family. Since then we lost two most beloved male members of it. And – we gained two most amazing little girls. The circle of life? How did we fare here? Am I grateful, sad, indifferent, cheerful? I…
Dreaming of Jerusalem in a Jewish History Class
Not sure if I ever mentioned this, but I am in love with Jewish learning. I am trying my best to match up to my new countrymen that had all the studying opportunities I was never able to experience in the Soviet Union. To set the record straight, the education system, generally, was much better there….
Blood and Tears
There is really nothing to say today – only cry. Cry out of pain, out of anger, and out of helplessness of normalcy in relation to terror and murder. Today, when the news broke about the brutal murder of an innocent 13-year-old Israeli girl sleeping soundly in her bed by a 17-year-old Arab attacker, all I…
Jerusalem – my Heart is in the East
These days it is hard to write about food. It feels like my insides are bleeding as if it is me getting stabs over and over every time I hear about a new attack in Israel. My heart is in Jerusalem with her people. I wish I could express myself as beautifully as my teacher and friend Yaffa Epstein….
Noshing Across the Nation 