Walking down my street, coming home after a supermarket run, and you know, whatever, a donkey is eating grass outside my shul. Just taking a stroll down my block. Whatevs.
Continuing from the last post, here is an email I wrote after a couple weeks of living here. It's kind of funny how much more I know now... Which makes me wonder if I had thought I did enough research before moving here... But then again, we moved here on pure recommendation from friends. Here... Continue Reading →
Something I'm going to miss about my little Jerusalem hometown of Katamonim are the amazing Sephardi beitay knesset that pepper the streets: Most of the residents in this neighborhood are some strain of Mizrachi, mainly Kurdish, Bucharian, Moroccan or Yemenite. The synagogues carpeted and fluorescently lit, reflect that. I feel 100% comfortable attending services at... Continue Reading →