I've pretty much replaced fish with quinoa for lunch. I cook it up in the same giant covered frying pan with the same sort of cut up onion, carrot and squash as I used to cook my fish. I really can't afford the sort of fish I like, and quinoa suits my budget. The nutrition experts claim that quinoa's extremely healthy. There haven't been the negative revelations like those about tofu.
I cook it by sautéing the vegetables, then adding the quinoa and then some boiling water. After a few minutes I leave it covered, not only with the frying pan cover, also with a towel to keep the heat in and prevent burning.
I just hope it doesn't have too many carbohydrates for me. I eat eggs as my protein for breakfast and poultry for dinner.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Birthright, Taglit, Valuable Program
This past week, I rushed into Jerusalem one day to meet my cousin's daughter. I hadn't seen her since she was a little girl, and she didn't remember ever seeing me before, though she does remember my parents. Of all the cousins' kids who could qualify for the special Birthright trip, she's only the second to take advantage of it. (She's not in this picture of Birthright kids walking in Jerusalem, but it's her group.)
I was very excited to get to see her. When I first looked at her itinerary, I had thought that we'd have the evening together, but there's almost no flexibility nor free time. She couldn't meet us for dinner at HaGov, so I quickly (as quickly as I could) got to Jerusalem's restaurant road, Emek Refaim Street and sat near her when she had lunch. Luckily she also inherited the fast talking on multiple topics gene, so we got a lot of ground covered in thirty minutes.
When I was a little girl I used to love listening to and observing my older cousins from that side of the family. It was better than a TV show. Actually, on the other side of the family there are just two "older cousins," and I'm one of them. We didn't put on shows at all, but we're still very close.
Birthright is a great opportunity, because most American Jews never make it to Israel, so coming on a greatly subsidized trip in one's twenties, when their future is unfolding is fantastic. My kids were disappointed that they didn't see their cousin, but everyone was busy with inflexible programs. If we had been able to have dinner with her, she would have met more of the family.
G-d willing she's be back and more cousins will come, and maybe some will even make Israel their home.
When I was a little girl I used to love listening to and observing my older cousins from that side of the family. It was better than a TV show. Actually, on the other side of the family there are just two "older cousins," and I'm one of them. We didn't put on shows at all, but we're still very close.
Birthright is a great opportunity, because most American Jews never make it to Israel, so coming on a greatly subsidized trip in one's twenties, when their future is unfolding is fantastic. My kids were disappointed that they didn't see their cousin, but everyone was busy with inflexible programs. If we had been able to have dinner with her, she would have met more of the family.
G-d willing she's be back and more cousins will come, and maybe some will even make Israel their home.
Always Something to Read in The Gantseh Megillah
Enjoy and Refuah Shleimah, A Complete Recovery to Michael!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
This Time, No Pictures
I did take my camera, but somehow I just didn't feel like taking any pictures at tonight's local elections. Yes, I usually do take pictures and post them, but I just didn't feel like it tonight.
Elections were held in the library, which is in the same building as the supermarket, green-grocer, clothing-toy store and it'll soon have our clinic, Kupat Cholim Leumit.
I was very comfortably seated in an office chair behind the desk. Over a quarter of the eligible voters voted. There was a nice atmosphere. I wasn't chairman, very happily passed the honor and responsibility over to someone else. He did a great job. The committee worked well together.
I love being part of the elections, because I get to see neighbors. Nothing can be better than that.
Good luck to one and all and Shabbat Shalom.
Elections were held in the library, which is in the same building as the supermarket, green-grocer, clothing-toy store and it'll soon have our clinic, Kupat Cholim Leumit.
I was very comfortably seated in an office chair behind the desk. Over a quarter of the eligible voters voted. There was a nice atmosphere. I wasn't chairman, very happily passed the honor and responsibility over to someone else. He did a great job. The committee worked well together.
I love being part of the elections, because I get to see neighbors. Nothing can be better than that.
Good luck to one and all and Shabbat Shalom.
That Absolutely Gorgeous Winter Shiloh Sky, Sunrise...
I wasn't the only one taking pictures yesterday morning. As the morning progresses, the colors lighten. The first picture was taken from my house and the others from the bus stop.
The sky was beckoning, reminding us that G-d is the greatest creator of beauty, and photography is a way of praising and thanking Him. So, I'll just let the photos speak for themselves.
Have a wonderful day...
The sky was beckoning, reminding us that G-d is the greatest creator of beauty, and photography is a way of praising and thanking Him. So, I'll just let the photos speak for themselves.
Have a wonderful day...
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
A Jerusalem Moment, Captured By My Camera
Caption this!
I couldn't resist the picture, took it quickly, hope I was discreet.
I couldn't resist the picture, took it quickly, hope I was discreet.
What Do You Pack For Lunch?
Actually, when I go to Matan, I pack breakfast. I make it the night before, my usual morning omelet, plus some salad, fruit and nuts. And I also take a thermos of hot coffee and a bottle of water. I stopped eating yogurts. That generally holds me until I get home mid-afternoon.
When I went to work in Yafiz for the first time, I brought cooked vegetables, salad and tuna, plus an apple. Yesterday, when I went to Jerusalem to help my daughter with the baby at work, I made a lunch favorite, cooked vegetables with quinoa. I have a couple of good plastic containers, which have, bli eyin haraa, proven leak-proof. I still give it an extra wrapping of clear plastic and then pack the dirty napkins in it when empty to sop up any liquid.
My husband is on a different diet regime. I generally make him two sandwiches on diet bread or one on regular or Shabbat challah, plus fruit and yogurt when he's out until dinner.
When I pack enough food I save money and am not tempted to buy/eat things which put on weight.
Any other tricks? I'd appreciate input.
When I went to work in Yafiz for the first time, I brought cooked vegetables, salad and tuna, plus an apple. Yesterday, when I went to Jerusalem to help my daughter with the baby at work, I made a lunch favorite, cooked vegetables with quinoa. I have a couple of good plastic containers, which have, bli eyin haraa, proven leak-proof. I still give it an extra wrapping of clear plastic and then pack the dirty napkins in it when empty to sop up any liquid.
My husband is on a different diet regime. I generally make him two sandwiches on diet bread or one on regular or Shabbat challah, plus fruit and yogurt when he's out until dinner.
When I pack enough food I save money and am not tempted to buy/eat things which put on weight.
Any other tricks? I'd appreciate input.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Not Quite A Professional, But...
A while ago I volunteered to translate the Honenu news-ticker into English for their English site. I only started last week. At this point I'm far from professional. Actually, sometimes my little articles sound absolutely awful, embarrassingly so.
I get around to it a few times a week, not daily. Sorry
But I'm trying, and I really consider Honenu an extremely valuable organization. Check the site to find out more.
I get around to it a few times a week, not daily. Sorry
But I'm trying, and I really consider Honenu an extremely valuable organization. Check the site to find out more.
Fencing In The Playground
There has been all sorts of work on the adult-exercise playground near my house. A couple of months ago outdoor exercise "machines" were installed. Now we can do circuits, like Curves, for free in the park. What held many of us back was the total lack of privacy. Next time I take a picture from the street, you'll see a brown wooden (or faux wood, haven't gotten close yet) wall.
I'm looking forward to getting a good work-out so near to home.
Monday, January 10, 2011
BEING A MOTHER... One of those lovely stories floating around the internet
(both men & women, sons & daughters - need to read this)
BEING A MOTHER...
After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.'
* * *
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
but the demands of my work and my two boys had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
* * *
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
* * *
'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?
* * *
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
* * *
'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.' She thought about it for a moment, and then said, 'I would like that very much.'
* * *
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last birthday on November 19th.
* * *
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said, as she got into that new white van. 'They can't wait to hear about our date'.
* * *
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor,' I responded.
* * *
During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
* * *
As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.' I agreed.
* * *
'How was your dinner date?' asked my wife when I got home. 'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered.
* * *
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.
* * *
Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.'
* * *
At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till 'some other time.'
* * *
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby..... somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, 'normal' is history.
* * *
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct ... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
* * *
Somebody said being a mother is boring ..... somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
* * *
Somebody said if you're a'good' mother, your child will 'turn out good'.... somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.
* * *
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
with his math.
* * *
Somebody said you can't love the second child as much as you love the first .... somebody doesn't have two children.
* * *
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery.... somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten ... or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
* * *
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married....somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.
* * *
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home.... somebody never had grandchildren.
* * *
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her.... somebody isn't a mother.
Pass this along to all the 'mothers' in your life and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't just about being a mother; it's about appreciating the people in your life while you have them.... no matter who that person is.
BEING A MOTHER...
After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.'
* * *
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
but the demands of my work and my two boys had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
* * *
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
* * *
'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?
* * *
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
* * *
'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.' She thought about it for a moment, and then said, 'I would like that very much.'
* * *
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last birthday on November 19th.
* * *
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said, as she got into that new white van. 'They can't wait to hear about our date'.
* * *
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor,' I responded.
* * *
During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
* * *
As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.' I agreed.
* * *
'How was your dinner date?' asked my wife when I got home. 'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered.
* * *
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.
* * *
Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.'
* * *
At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till 'some other time.'
* * *
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby..... somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, 'normal' is history.
* * *
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct ... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
* * *
Somebody said being a mother is boring ..... somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
* * *
Somebody said if you're a'good' mother, your child will 'turn out good'.... somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.
* * *
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
with his math.
* * *
Somebody said you can't love the second child as much as you love the first .... somebody doesn't have two children.
* * *
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery.... somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten ... or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
* * *
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married....somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.
* * *
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home.... somebody never had grandchildren.
* * *
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her.... somebody isn't a mother.
Pass this along to all the 'mothers' in your life and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't just about being a mother; it's about appreciating the people in your life while you have them.... no matter who that person is.
PalYam, Illegal Immigrant Ship Volunteer, Hero's Granddaughter in Israel on Birthright!
My uncle's granddaughter, my cousin's daughter has finally made it to Israel. She's the first of her specific branch of the family.
The Birthright Taglit Program doesn't give the participants much in terms of free time. It's intensely scheduled and very restricted. A different cousin's daughter was on it a few years ago and we never got to see her.
This week's Birthright participant is my Uncle Izzy's granddaughter. Uncle Izzy was known as "the doctor" on the ships which brought illegal immigrants during the pre-state struggle. According to family legend, Uncle Izzy was on the Exodus, most probably because it's the only ship the family ever heard of. We're not a Zionist family. I'm the only Israeli Zionist and only Torah-Jew who emerged from that typical Brooklyn, NY Jewish family.
Most of Uncle Izzy's stories died with him. His two sons weren't told any and his granddaughters even less. I once asked Uncle Izzy if he had been on the Exodus. His answer really shook me up:
The Birthright Taglit Program doesn't give the participants much in terms of free time. It's intensely scheduled and very restricted. A different cousin's daughter was on it a few years ago and we never got to see her.
This week's Birthright participant is my Uncle Izzy's granddaughter. Uncle Izzy was known as "the doctor" on the ships which brought illegal immigrants during the pre-state struggle. According to family legend, Uncle Izzy was on the Exodus, most probably because it's the only ship the family ever heard of. We're not a Zionist family. I'm the only Israeli Zionist and only Torah-Jew who emerged from that typical Brooklyn, NY Jewish family.
Most of Uncle Izzy's stories died with him. His two sons weren't told any and his granddaughters even less. I once asked Uncle Izzy if he had been on the Exodus. His answer really shook me up:
"No, but if I had, it may have turned out differently."After Yitzchak Rabin's assassination his response shocked those who heard him:
"He was nice, but I couldn't stand his wife."So, G-d willing, I'll see the granddaughter tonight and try to fill her in on her very special heritage.
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Finally, The Grand Announcement: I'm Working at....
Yafiz יפיז, the Rami Levi Clothing &Shoes for The Entire Family Store, in Sha'ar Binyamin!
I spent today getting to know the store and G-d willing next week I'll get three shifts of work. Everyone was nice and helpful. I stayed busy but made sure to eat and drink etc. I had an "easy shift," first thing Sunday morning when there are few customers and lots of "housekeeping," cleaning, straightening, consolidating and putting out new stock.
I was given a jacket with the logo to wear over my clothes, so customers can see that I work there. A couple of friends stopped in to shop and were surprised and happy to see me. Everyone wished me luck.
Over the years, in between my gym teaching and English teaching I did work at a couple of clothing stores, much smaller ones. The advantage of working in a larger one is the flexibility in scheduling. As a teacher I was forced to miss weddings and other important events. Working in a small store is also restrictive when there's only one handling a shift.
G-d willing this should be good. The clothes are very tempting... drop in and see!
What A Way To Start The Day...
This is a big day for me. I'll be starting a new job, details post-debut, bli eyen haraa, not to tempt the evil eye...
Nu, so what went wrong?
Just before 6am, after photobucket and explorer had one of their "problems," and I pressed "restart," poof! Yes, poof, it all went black, my entire neighborhood. Being winter, the sun wasn't yet shining, and being winter, Baruch HaShem, thank G-d, there were clouds in the dark sky.
Yes, no electricity. I peered through the cold windows to check if there was any sign of electricity in neighboring homes. It was dark, so I knew that it wasn't personal, not a failure of our home system.
So, I carefully felt around where I light Shabbat candles for candles and matches and set myself up on the diningroom table with three lit candles and a book to read.
And then the electricity returned, so here I am.
Well, that took care of the problem:
Nu, so what went wrong?
Just before 6am, after photobucket and explorer had one of their "problems," and I pressed "restart," poof! Yes, poof, it all went black, my entire neighborhood. Being winter, the sun wasn't yet shining, and being winter, Baruch HaShem, thank G-d, there were clouds in the dark sky.
Yes, no electricity. I peered through the cold windows to check if there was any sign of electricity in neighboring homes. It was dark, so I knew that it wasn't personal, not a failure of our home system.
So, I carefully felt around where I light Shabbat candles for candles and matches and set myself up on the diningroom table with three lit candles and a book to read.
And then the electricity returned, so here I am.
Well, that took care of the problem:
What should I blog about this morning?
Saturday, January 08, 2011
While I Was Waiting...
While I was waiting at Tzomet (Junction) Yarkon, I took this picture.
It was pretty early on a winter's morning. I was waiting for a bus or ride to get to Ariel, or miraculously even closer to home. Finally a bus came, and I got the grand tour of the city of Ariel. Finally we arrived at the last stop, the university. I was sure that I'd be stuck there for a while, but miraculously the #148 Shiloh bus came within a minute, as if it had been waiting for me. Of course it took ages, going all the way to Tzomet Tapuach (Apple Junction) and then into Eli and Shvut Rachel before it got to Shiloh. But G-d was good to me. As soon as I got out of the bus a neighbor offered me a ride to my house, so I was able to drop off my bag before going back down to Tel Shiloh for Women's Rosh Chodesh Prayers.
הודו לה' כי טוב כי לעולם חסדו
Hodu l'Hashem ki tov, ki li'olam chasdo
O give thanks unto the LORD, for He is good, for His mercy endureth for ever.
Friday, January 07, 2011
Double-Parked in Parking Lot
This happened in a Hod Hasharon mall parking lot.
This car was left with the motor running and a little kid inside. It blocked off at least three cars. There were plenty of empty parking spots just a little further away from the entrance. When we exited, we couldn't get out. The kid tried calling his father, but the father didn't come. I took this picture and told the kid that I'd be posting it on the internet.
Then the kid ran into the store, or whereever and brought his father out. Then they left. I really wanted to take my keys and scratch the car, but my hosts didn't like that idea. I wish I could report the driver to the police. Well, I told the kid I'd post it, and I don't like lying.
This car was left with the motor running and a little kid inside. It blocked off at least three cars. There were plenty of empty parking spots just a little further away from the entrance. When we exited, we couldn't get out. The kid tried calling his father, but the father didn't come. I took this picture and told the kid that I'd be posting it on the internet.
Then the kid ran into the store, or whereever and brought his father out. Then they left. I really wanted to take my keys and scratch the car, but my hosts didn't like that idea. I wish I could report the driver to the police. Well, I told the kid I'd post it, and I don't like lying.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Finally Winter, KCC #62, Shvat Sameach!
Yes, this is the sixty-second Kosher Cooking Carnival. That's quite amazing by my reckonning. I had no idea that my "revenge" against a recipe carnival that had rejected my recipe one month, because their theme was ham, would be such a success.
See how KCC has grown!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18,19, 20, 21, KCC Meta Carnival, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28,29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43,44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60 and 61.
Here goes, visit all of the blogs and pass the links around:
leah aharoni presents Fabulous Fast Fruity Dessert posted at Ingathered.
anything kosher!
Jay3fer presents Today’s Project: Whole Lotta Bread! posted at Adventures in BreadLand, saying, "It's like Purim in July... baking up a whole lotta bread to send to non-Jewish relatives lets me be thoughtful, bake bread, PLUS side-step the whole holiday shopping mishegos!"
Mrs. S. presents The moment of truth posted at Our Shiputzim: A Work In Progress, saying, "Thanks for all your amazing efforts!"
Batya presents Yummy! Middle-East Flavored Coffee posted at me-ander. Yes, that's me! And I had a great pot of coffee at Cup of Joe's. Some days I have a rather mixed menu, good and bad. Honestly, I don't like the facy restaurants which are skimpy in their vegetable portions.
desserts
Avital Pinnick presents World?s Most Delicate Lemon Squares posted at This and That.
Jay3fer presents Making Marshmallows! posted at Adventures in Mama-Land, saying, "On the Scale of Potchkedik, I’d say the process was about an 11 out of 10. Was it worth it? Maybe!"
Mirjam Weiss presents Green-Eyed Monster posted at Miriyummy.
Mirjam Weiss presents Fifteen Minutes of Fame posted at Miriyummy.
Mirjam Weiss presents Old Country posted at Miriyummy.
Jay3fer presents Crazy Goyim and their Fruit posted at Adventures in Mama-Land, saying, "When is a fruit not a fruit? When it's in a tub of candied, mixed fruit!"
diet food
The best diet food is just being prepared. I got over 15 kilo, over thirty pounds off a coupe of years ago, and now I'm helping my husband.
Every day meals
The fun of soup is sometimes making a quick one for a cold day when fasting.Devo K presents Corn Chowder posted at In the middle, on the right.
Halacha
Sharon A presents Fire and Flames; The Real Jerusalem Streets posted at The Real Jerusalem Streets's Blog, saying, "Chanukah is not just food!"
Jewish Shabbat and Holiday food
Emily Tammam presents Sourdough Sfenz for Hanukkah posted at Susu and Sourdough.
Leora presents How can you start preparing for Shabbat without Challa? posted at Cooking 4 Shabbat - never the same thing twice, saying, "Great Challa every time!"
Jay3fer presents Like Purim in December! posted at Adventures in Mama-Land, saying, "Gifts of food can bring family - Jewish and non-Jewish together."
Restaurant or Cookbook Reviews
jaclyn presents The 8 Bites of Hanukkah posted at Extraordinary Eats.
traditional food
Avital Pinnick presents Another “Cooking in the Office” Video: Israeli Salad « This and That posted at This and That, saying, "Video (in English) of my officemate, a professional cook, making an Israeli salad."
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KCC Will Be A Little Late
I haven't even started it.
The next Kosher Cooking Carnival is scheduled to be here on me-ander. I didn't do it in advance, and I wasn't home yesterday. I have to do it today.
Last night I was at a beautiful wedding. Another of our friends now has closed the circle. All of their children are married. That's wonderful; they should all be blessed.
Yesterday morning I did my usual studying in Matan. And today, I got back in time to pray at Tel Shiloh with my friends. It's Rosh Chodesh Shvat.
I wasn't near a computer from yesterday before 6am until just a few minutes ago.
So KCC fans, I haven't forgotten.
Last night I was at a beautiful wedding. Another of our friends now has closed the circle. All of their children are married. That's wonderful; they should all be blessed.
Yesterday morning I did my usual studying in Matan. And today, I got back in time to pray at Tel Shiloh with my friends. It's Rosh Chodesh Shvat.
I wasn't near a computer from yesterday before 6am until just a few minutes ago.
So KCC fans, I haven't forgotten.
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
A Walking Adventure in Jerusalem
Last week I met a visiting cousin-in-law for lunch on Jerusalem's trendy Emek Refaim Street. We ate at "Joy," an excellent meat restaurant, but we didn't have meat. We had fish and a delicious blended orange soup. Everything was very tasty, but the vegetable portion was rather stingy. I could have eaten five times the amount. I should have ordered a side salad, because I used my "salad option" of the "business lunch" on the soup. It was a cold day. Even though I knew I'd be treated, I didn't feel right ordering something extra. We shared a high quality sorbet for dessert. Actually, we ordered identical meals.
After lunch we did a little shopping on the street and then tried wandering in the direction of her hotel, the Inbal which is on the end of Jabotinsky Street.
We wandered and wandered, sort of going in circles. We passed these birds in a schoolyard. By then we were lost and eventually asked directions.
We eventually made it to the hotel and discovered that she could have bought the stuff she had gotten in some Emek Refaim stores, just a block up from the hotel on Jabotinsky.
After lunch we did a little shopping on the street and then tried wandering in the direction of her hotel, the Inbal which is on the end of Jabotinsky Street.
We wandered and wandered, sort of going in circles. We passed these birds in a schoolyard. By then we were lost and eventually asked directions.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Diet Trick
Be prepared!
That's the most important thing. Don't let yourself get hungry.
I've kept the weight off for over a year, and now I'm helping my husband lose weight. Tomorrow's a busy day, so I've already packed our food. The hardest thing is remembering to take the bags out of the fridge in the morning.
It's routine.
One question I haven't asked concering work conditions at my new job to be, G-d willing, is about food breaks. The shift is six hours, so I'll have to eat in the middle and at the end. Just another challenge.
That's the most important thing. Don't let yourself get hungry.
I've kept the weight off for over a year, and now I'm helping my husband lose weight. Tomorrow's a busy day, so I've already packed our food. The hardest thing is remembering to take the bags out of the fridge in the morning.
It's routine.
One question I haven't asked concering work conditions at my new job to be, G-d willing, is about food breaks. The shift is six hours, so I'll have to eat in the middle and at the end. Just another challenge.
Gifts From Abroad
When I was a little girl, my aunt and uncle spent a few long periods of time living in Europe. I'll never forget the fancy postcard from Spain. There was a Spanish dancer sewn into it.
What made me think of this? There's an article in the New York Times about gifts parents who travel a lot should give to their kids.
We don't travel for work, but I do go to the states at least once a year to see my parents. I try to bring something home for everyone, and I also have to bring something to my parents, sister and her family. One year I brought a lot of t-shirts and hats from the Tel Shiloh Coffee Shop. You can't buy those any place else. My sons and son-in-law usually get t-shirts from the states; that's easy.
I've gotten some great classic toys for my grandchildren like pot holder weaving looms, modern plastic versions of the ones I had as a little girl and like my mother bought my daughters when they were young.
Recently my NY daughter brought me some great skirts which had belonged to my husband's aunt. They're not the most modern, but they are classics, fantastic quality and fit.
But my all-time favorite gift was from former MK Naomi Blumental. My husband worked for her one year, and she surprised us by bringing me a gift from abroad, Amarige Perfume by Givenchy. It has become my only perfume. It's not cheap, but it's the only one I use, every single day. My stock is running low, since the last one I got was small, small enough to take on the plane through security. I usually buy a bottle in New York, on Broadway, in one of those Indian perfume stores which offer the best prices.
There was a time when luggage allowances were more generous and fewer products were available in Israel, so visitors brought everything from toilet paper to coffee and catsup. Now there's no need for every day stuff. I'm sure that some of you would disagree with me. Don't be shy.
What made me think of this? There's an article in the New York Times about gifts parents who travel a lot should give to their kids.
We don't travel for work, but I do go to the states at least once a year to see my parents. I try to bring something home for everyone, and I also have to bring something to my parents, sister and her family. One year I brought a lot of t-shirts and hats from the Tel Shiloh Coffee Shop. You can't buy those any place else. My sons and son-in-law usually get t-shirts from the states; that's easy.
I've gotten some great classic toys for my grandchildren like pot holder weaving looms, modern plastic versions of the ones I had as a little girl and like my mother bought my daughters when they were young.
Recently my NY daughter brought me some great skirts which had belonged to my husband's aunt. They're not the most modern, but they are classics, fantastic quality and fit.
There was a time when luggage allowances were more generous and fewer products were available in Israel, so visitors brought everything from toilet paper to coffee and catsup. Now there's no need for every day stuff. I'm sure that some of you would disagree with me. Don't be shy.
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