It's been nearly a decade, I believe, but here it is - started with allotted government funds, ended with a generous donation - the long-despised, the long-awaited, Tzur Hadassah mikvah. The 'grand opening' ceremony was earlier this evening. I was totally surprised to find a facility on par with American/Australian counterparts: The reception: The bridal... Continue Reading →
There's this inside joke here... sometime a couple years ago they started hanging hopeful signs around garbage points in Tzur Hadassah: If no one made it dirty, this could be like Switzerland. After four days of heavy snow, warm clothes, sledding, and beautiful views... Well, I'd have to say we came pretty freakin close for... Continue Reading →
Perhaps, for a taharat-mishpacha-keeping American-Israeli olah (female American immigrant to Israel who keeps laws of family purity), nothing else can quite epitomize the cultural differences of here and there better than... the mikvah. Because I got married in Israel, my mikva knowledge and experiences have been molded here. The closest I got in the States before... Continue Reading →
For only NIS 79.99, you can... both protect yourself from zombies and eat like one... fix something right the first time... totally confuse your English-learning child... Get your own set at a Beitar Illit Rami Levy near you.
One of the best things about Purim is the idea that you can enjoy the humor, the sass, the tongue-in-cheek quality of opposites. You can turn the world upside-down, you can defy the laws of gravity with a sprinkle of humor and darkness. So why was I so amused to find, in Beitar Illit, my... Continue Reading →
I gave it all away in the title. Look, I was heading to the Beitar Illit shopping bonanza to find some funky gifts for a friend's bachelorette - bridal shower. I walked out of one, but did a double-take on the way out when I spotted these: I had to have them. I can't explain... Continue Reading →