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The Communal Table

Special To The Jewish Week

‘I’ll have a beer,” I told the young man behind the bar of the sweet little pub hidden like a jewel between a spice vendor and a Judaica stall in Jerusalem’s Machane Yehudah shuk (open air market).

Dropping my overflowing bags, I hunkered down at the bar and ordered whatever beer was on tap from one of the micro-breweries cropping up across the country.

Turning to the gentleman next to me, I warned him not to crush my tomatoes.

He responded by offering me a cigarette.

Abigail Pickus

Dancing with the Stars, and Hasids!

If you were reading the Sunday Times this weekend, you saw the big Israel story about Stuxnet.  But there was another story, tucked deep in the Arts & Leisure section, that you may have missed.

French Singer Paradis Cancels Israel Performance


JERUSALEM (JTA) -- French singer Vanessa Paradis cancelled a performance in Tel Aviv.

According to Paradis' management, she has to be in the United States on the day of the Feb. 10 show at the Tel Aviv Performing Arts Center for what the Jerusalem Post described as a "an important event regarding her film career." The cancellation was announced first in the French media.

Since the artist has been under heavy pressure from pro-Palestinian groups to cancel her appearance in Israel, some speculate that she may have cancelled the appearance for political reasons.

Israel’s First Winter Storm Causes Damage


JERUSALEM (JTA) -- Israel's first real winter storm caused major damage throughout the country, especially to the Tel Aviv beachfront and an ancient pier in Caesaria.

The storm which began Sunday and continued on Monday, included heavy rains and damaging winds of up to 75 miles per hour, which caused huge waves to wash up on Tel Aviv beaches, breaking restaurant windows, throwing café furniture, and scattering a thick layer of sand along the Promenade in Tel Aviv.

Now I know Where the Boys Are

I couldn’t believe my four eyes.

Which is another way of saying, there were so many men at this rooftop party in Tel Aviv – So many single men! So many straight, single men! So many non-religious, straight, single men! – that I nearly passed out from the shock of it all!

The Last Word: Musings on Literary Estates, from Kafka to Kerouac

Last week I wrote about the ongoing battle over Chaim Grade's literary estate.  Then on Sunday, The New York Times Magazine had a front-pager on Kafka's  estate, which the National Library of Israel wants.  But which the descendants of Max Brod, who Kafka gave his papers to and told him to destroy, remain tied up in a ca

And The Word Shall Go Forth From Tel Aviv

Special To The Jewish Week

I spent a few weeks in Israel this summer and couldn’t help but notice a fascinating trend developing, one that might help those of us back here to overcome our uneasiness about Jerusalem, with its fundamentalist leanings and shady politics.

The Perfect Night for Romance

It was a perfect night.

First the drive from Jerusalem to Tel Aviv, which is often more like a “extended standstill” than an actual drive, was smooth sailing and without incident.

And even the weather, which has been so hot and oppressive, managed to cooperate.

Which is another way of saying that by the time we got to Tel Aviv, I even sensed a slight breeze and did not feel the need to remove every item of clothing, including and not excluding my bones, just to get a little relief.

Promoting Israel in a Downturn

Special to the Jewish Week

It is somewhat out of the ordinary for The New York Times Travel section to devote two feature articles to a single city within a three-month span. It is even more surprising that the pieces did not focus on a tourism capital like London, Paris or Rome, but instead on a city in the Middle East. Yet, it has happened — to Tel Aviv.

Tel Aviv, Israel’s capital of culture and cosmopolitanism, has garnered much media attention of late.

Who Knew Kenny Rogers Was a Dating Guru?

For some reason, Kenny Roger’s The Gambler keeps running through my mind.

What can I say, people?

Despite considering myself not “so American,” as everyone in Israel keeps reminding me, I “totally” am.

Which probably explains why on the loney sheyrut home to Jerusalem from Tel Aviv in the wee hours of the morning I heard Kenny’s twang looping around my head with the words:

“You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run….”

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