Monthly Archives: October 2012
It’s been a rough few days. No real reason, but the storm clouds seemed to descend and not really raise. I couldn’t write (I think the stakes seemed too high), and I couldn’t really bring myself to do anything else,…
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If you are what you eat, and the adult is the product of the child’s memory, then yes, I’m about 5,000 miles too far west for my own good. Packed lunches at school rarely involved sandwiches – instead there were…
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Category: love, lovely little things, Nom Nom Nom (Food), The product of what made me..., Uncategorized
Tags: food, Israel, Japan, Japanese cuisine, Kyoto, London, memory, omu-rice, Oriental City, Ramen, Rice, Sushi, Tel-Aviv
There comes a time in any book’s gestation when everything that will come together has already come together, where the hours have been put in and, as an unpublished author, you can sense the invisible finish-line in your bones. Thanks to…
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Category: Uncategorized, Writing
Tags: arc, creation, death, Ernest Hemingway, Fountain pen, Hemingway, homsexuality, Israel, loss, Mitt Romney, mourning, novel, publishing, story, Sufi, Sufism, Tel-Aviv, Unpublished, Writing
Once a week, Baby and I go swimming. There’s a baby-mecca in the North of Tel-Aviv which holds seemingly continuous lessons in a pool about the size of a bathtub, growing from the building’s roof like a wart. It’s overheated,…
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Category: Parenting, TelAviv things wot do my head in, The City, Uncategorized
Tags: Family, Home, Infant, Israel, parenting, Swimming lessons, Swimming pool, Tel-Aviv, Wikipedia
You could probably call Israel an island country. Although geographically we’re wedged at the juncture of Europe, Asia and Africa, Israel often feels more remote than New Zealand. To the West and South there’s sea; to the South-West a cold,…
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Category: promise..., TelAviv things wot do my head in, The City, Uncategorized, Yes there's a world outside Tel-Aviv
Tags: Beirut, Green Line, Israel, Jordan, Middle East, New Zealand, Tel-Aviv, West Bank
Language is very important to me – one day, hopefully, it will even begin paying the bills. Still, it is to my ‘job’ what paint and cement-blocks are to builders. So, naturally, the imminent arrival of baby’s first words is…
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Category: Parenting, Uncategorized, Writing
Tags: bilingual, English language, fatherhood, German, Hebrew language, Japan, Judaism, languages, London, Mandarin, parenthood, Social Sciences, speech
Having drinks at Port Said, one of the trendier bars in my neighbourhood, I ran into some old industrial designer friends. We got talking but within a few minutes I realised I was already excluded. Usually I find this upsetting;…
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Category: TelAviv things wot do my head in, The City, Uncategorized
Tags: Amsterdam, bicycles, bike, Great Synagogue, Hajj, Hipsters, Israel, London, New York, pitango, Port Said, Tel-Aviv
Today, I did something I hate to do: I drove in Tel-Aviv. I’m glad I did. As is always the case, there was no parking, so I queued for a place at the parking lot which, once-upon-an-Ottoman-time, was the railway…
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Category: lovely little things, The City, Uncategorized
Tags: bookstore, Cairo, Hebrew language, independent, Israel, Istanbul, Middle East, Palestinian people, Tel-Aviv
Is in Taiwan, where the best of China and Japan do the dirty and have scrumptious little babies. But if I titled this post “World’s Second Best Street Food”, would you read it? Of course not. So, after the bait,…
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Category: lovely little things, Nom Nom Nom (Food), The City, Uncategorized, Yes there's a world outside Tel-Aviv
Tags: Chili pepper, China, Chutney, food, Iraq, Israel, Japan, Restaurants, Sabich, Streetfood, Taiwan, Tel-Aviv