I’ve heard the story about my dad’s first day of kindergarten at least a dozen times. He was ready for the day. Excited even. But then he talked in class and was banished to the corner. It was cruel. He barely made it out alive. When the final bell rang, he ran to his mom after class …
I love group efforts. Whether it’s a fire engine barreling through a busy street after all the cars have dutifully moved aside or its a group of six people squished at a cafe table offering to share computer chargers just to make life easier, I get emotional. Sometimes I get a little weepy, but I’m …
They were right: it’s a small world, after all (minus all those creepy doll faces with the eyes following you back and forth). Katherine and I met last year at a restaurant in Jerusalem when I was celebrating my 24th birthday. Unfortunately, she was at the other end of the bar, and I didn’t realize …
my jerusalem kitchen 