I am in here.
I have never seen an etrog before. Those of you who are, like me, not observant Jews, might wonder, “What is an etrog?” It is a fruit. Of the citrus family. I think they are not eaten, though, like are their cousins, the orange, the lemon, and the lime. Less than 24 hours to the … Continue reading Odd members of the citrus family
“House of Bread” = Beit (house) Lekhem (bread) = Bethlehem. This is, within the boundaries of Israel, the most exotic place I have been to, and it is only half an hour — no more — from Jerusalem. I start out this morning figuring that I ought to see some sort of sight while I … Continue reading Slouching towards Bethlehem
So I wake up here in Yerushalayim to find out that California has recalled its governor and installed the son of a Nazi instead. I have to digest this. It seems to mean more hard-core Republicanism in a country that has already had too much of that attitude. “We will take care of you as … Continue reading Morning in Jerusalem
OK, you try to find an internet hookup in the hills of Galilee. This weekend was not just a retreat to the hills overlooking the Sea of G, but my first ever Yom Kippur.
