“As soon as I saw Marvin, I liked him,” says Oshrat Kidron of Petah Tikva. She liked his look – a baseball cap with a skull cap underneath. Marvin's attentions were on someone else. When Oshrat asked for his phone number, he replied: “I lost my phone.”
She didn't think he was telling the truth (he was).
In addition to serving as the rabbi of The Forest Hills Jewish Center- a position I have held for thirty years- I also currently serve as Vice-President of the Rabbinical Assembly, the international organization of Conservative rabbis. With some sixteen hundred members world-wide, the RA, as it is known, is a respected and important player on the American Jewish scene and around the world.
A South Asian twist on the classic Chanukah treat.
I love the classic potato latke. It might be one of my favorite foods of all time. And as the old saying goes – if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. So I prefer to think of this as a completely different dish, a way to try out new flavors and combinations – after you’ve already had your fill of the traditional potato pancake.
Yuli Edelstein has served as Israel’s minister of public affairs and the diaspora since March 2009. Edelstein, 52, was born in the former Soviet Union and was an aliyah activist and Hebrew teacher in Moscow before he was allowed to immigrate to Israel in 1987. He served from 1993-94 as an adviser to then opposition leader Benjamin Netanyahu and has been a member of the Knesset since 1996. He was interviewed here late last month about the controversial conversion bill and the future of Israel-diaspora relations.
‘I’ve got two weeks to find me a boyfriend,” I told my friend as we slurped our soup, hunched over the counter of the kubeh bar in the shuk, all the while keeping our eyes on the sundry stream of characters parading by.
Which is another way of saying, my days as a singles columnist were rapidly coming to an end — not because I found myself the near-sighted, stoop-shouldered, multilingual Jewish genius of my dreams.
My father once made a trip overseas. The year was 1955, Europe was struggling to rebuild itself from postwar trauma, and my dad shipped out for Lausanne, Switzerland, to spend a year at conservatory. When his studies were finished, he went to Paris for a week to tour the Louvre. Then he came home, satisfied that he had seen Europe.
Q. Has airport security crossed the line? Things were far less complicated back when only Superman had X-ray vision. As long as we stayed clear of the Daily Planet, we were in the clear. Now, with the new airport security measures, nothing is hidden anymore - not even our privates are private. Is this a good thing?