Gasoline is a privilege.

Felt lucky as a I pumped my car with gas last night, with no wait, no lines, no odd-even rationing, and any gas station to choose from. The petrol shortage in New York and New Jersey following Hurricane Sandy is making me consider how it's probably our future anyway if we don't collectively do something... Continue Reading →

This just made my aliyah.

I swear to the power that makes this universe run, this telephone conversation just happened (in Hebrew). Note: This was the first time in nearly 7 years of aliyah that I have ever used the word מעולה on the phone to someone in a feedback survey of their customer service experience.  "Hi! I'm calling from... Continue Reading →

That pilot is me…

Scene: Sixt car dealership, Jerusalem. Sasson the excellent salesman is chatting away at my husband, with me listening as I inspect the silver Ford Focus in front of me. "So, what's the difference between the Mazda 3 and Ford Focus?" "Go with the Focus, trust me. The time of the Mazda 3 reigning in Israel is... Continue Reading →

Rude awakening.

Ventured outside today for the first time since Bebe was born. I hated having to get in the car with my five-day-old daughter to drive into the center of Jerusalem and visit, of all places, Misrad Hapnim (ahem) (and here's why). The idea of city-center air up her nostrils alone makes me sad. But really,... Continue Reading →

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