Unpublished In Tel-Aviv
Tales of an unpublished author a long long way from home…
Category: lovely little things
The Yom Kippur that was…
Another year, another Yom Kippur. I fasted (The Baby, The Wife and The Dog did not) and by midday my head was swirling and thoughts were entering and leaving my head in a disorganised and uncontrollable manner. The chaos was…
Read MoreI’m an uncle! (Again!)
Wife’s sister gave birth again today – another boy added to the burgeoning ranks of the next generation. Good timing too: his cousin (and parental addenda) just flew in from post-Sandy New York yesterday. Ever the joyous one, the delighted…
Read MoreUntranslatable comfort…
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…
Read MoreIndie Bookshop Bliss
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…
Read MoreWorld’s Best Streetfood!
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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Unpublished In Tel-Aviv 
