Just about every Friday, after dropping the children off at school, I venture on over to my shull where I learn Talmud with a great bunch of guys. Some of them I see in shull on Shabbos and some throughout the week as well. When one spends months learning the laws of which came first,… Read More THE GOOD BOOK(S)
Just below my apartment building is a spectacular park. At one end, under a canopy, are swings and obstacles for the children. Just next to that is an outdoor gym. Ok, it’s not Gold’s, but it’s free and it’s fun and people enjoy it. There is also a fenced in area for dogs (because Israel… Read More The Two Wise Men
It’s Thursday in the Holy Land and that means I have started preparing for Shabbat. Part of my responsibilites of being The Kosher Dad is preparing the meals for Shabbat. The smells wafting through virtually every building in my neighborhood on Thursdays and Fridays are intoxicating. I try to imagine what each person is cooking… Read More Show Me Your Braids
http://reshet.tv/News_n/heb/news/Politics/Security/articlenews,195436 Have you ever been to the Central Bus Station in Jerusalem? I bet you’ve never seen it like this. This just happened a short while ago. A terrorist was neutralized after stabbing a 70 year old woman and the security services were searching for a second, armed terrorist. This is real. This is Israel. This is… Read More Waiting for the Bus
Ashdod seems to have it all. We have beautiful beaches, some great restaurants, a mix of Jews that have settled here from all over the globe, synagogues, ancient ruins, and yes, shopping malls. Lots of shopping malls. We have indoor malls, outdoor malls, strip malls: You name it. And now, unfortunately, we can add terrorists… Read More Big Fashion
What drives one to murder? What possesses a human being to become so enraged, that he or she will pick up boulders and throw them at men, women and children, with the intent to kill them? How does one come to the decision to strap on a vest full of explosives and ignite them on… Read More Rage
For those of you lucky enough to have traveled to Israel, chances are you have had a shwarma (or ten). For me, it’s a weekly ritual. Every Wednesday, rain or shine, rockets or stabbings, I walk down to the corner where I am greeted by Mr. Shwarma. Always smiling and happy, he asks me the… Read More Magic Shwarma
Well, it’s time. My wife called me this afternoon after she picked up our three children from school. My middle son had to be rushed into his class today. They were all playing in the (enclosed) playground outside of his classroom when some suspicious Arabs were spotted in the nearby sand dunes. The teacher, always… Read More The Talk
This morning, I had some free time (yes, it does exist) so I went down to the shops below my building. There are several bakeries and coffee shops, lottery stands and fruit vendors. Most, including the lottery shops, have tables outside where the customers sit, drink strong Turkish coffees and espressos and talk about world… Read More A Stroll Through the Neighborhood
This morning started out pretty typical. The children woke up, got dressed, had breakfast, brushed their teeth and put on their shoes. All three, including the baby, who will be two in January, are pretty independant. As the smallest of the three, he is constantly trying to keep up with his 4 and 5 year old… Read More Morning Drop-Off
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