[Sorry about the lack of posts. On Monday, the DSL in this area died. It came back the next day, but our wireless router was still dead. All fixed now!]
So you know you’re really in Jaffa when you stand in an overheated little kitchen off of a pigeon-shit-bespattered courtyard, slopping dishwater on the tiles from the big plastic salad bowl that you’re washing everything else in, with Bob Dylan’s “With God on Our Side” running through your head.
Or at least that’s the way I’m figuring it.
We are cleaning up tonight to welcome some guests tomorrow, for lunch I think. I hope we go out to eat. I am finishing off the last of my own personal 2-liter bottle of Coke that I purchased for breakfast this morning at the tiny store down the street for seven shekels. That sounds awfully cheap, but is about $1.20. It was so nice and frosty, just the thing to carry in your arms on a hot morning.
Besides cleaning up today, and sweeping a floor for the first time since college, my work was that of reading Ken Wilber’s The Marriage of Sense and Soul: Integrating Science and Religion. It is evidently part of the “extra credit” part of the study list that the rabbi has made up for me. That is, it’s not optional — simply doesn’t have anything directly to do with Judaism.
I have interspersed this with food (homemade lamb sausages from Afluka across the street, where they know me real well by now), reading James Gleick’s Isaac Newton (Vintage), and listening to Bob Dylan, Lemon Jelly, Miles Davis, and Tom Jobim.
I have to learn to be Kosher now, and keep a Kosher kitchen. Comments and suggestions and outright offers of help welcome.
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