Written January 10, 2013
Shalom to all my dear and beloved family, friends, and neighbors.
Here I am, back in the land of Rain & storm..... yes, I said it right. How do I say it ? De'javue all over again.
The difference is, the rain in Israel is welcomed. I do not hear much complain from the known to "Gripe" Israelis.
Main travel coastal artery, The Ayalon Rd. turn into a gushing river, swiping cars, and trees. The Israel Train (Rakevet Israel), out of service in all 6 stations south to north of Tel-Aviv. Electric
power loss in the coastal cities,
Yavne & Hadera. I am sure it is sound familiar to NY/NJ area citizens. However, the excitement is at a pick, SNOW
on the mountains, which mean, Jerusalem is white, Galilee mountains are covered, and Ski area on the Golan height
will open up for skiers. No need to fly to Switzerland........
Never ceased to amaze me, how am I being greeted, upon my return. The Supermarket personnel, the flower shop
proprietor,(included a nice free bouquet), Vered, my optometrist, (the best I ever had), the Glaser from Jabotinsky Rd.
(who keeps Svetlana
the cat in the store), The Shoe repair man, who asked me the number of
shoes I own, (now he knows my father was a shoe maker, and we never
went bare feet). I am sure the greetings will continue, after the
rain.....
I arrived to Israel late afternoon and entered my home in the evening. After being kissed & hugged,
- the usual - by my neighbor , Bertha, I proceeded to unpack, put
things in place, go over 6 month of mail and doing some unimportant
odds &
ends.
Looking at the time, it was:
1:30 am. 6:30 pm NYC time, and I am hungry. In my freezer I found a package OSEM (brand name company),
crackers. checking the pantry, my favorite, Sardines in olive oil. No problem, I will have a supper. As I am eating
my tiny sardines sandwiches, I realized, that those sardines are of the best I ever had. Went to check the wrappings
and found the to be generic from the Mega supermarket chain in Israel. Kosher OU certified, from the USA, kosher
certified from the Israeli Rabbinate,
packed in Israel, product of Casablanca Morocco...... I visited my
neighborhood Mega, yesterday, and emptied some from the shelve. Who
knows, I might be hungry again at 1:30 am......
Only in Israe. Please write, I miss you all. Love,
Ima, Savta, The Shvig, Estherika, Ludmilla, me. Esther.
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