Chanukah in the City

I’ve taken a break from all the bad news lately. It seems never-ending. We’ve opted to focus on Chanukah. To light the lights in resolve and rededication to shine forth brightly as the world seems to be getting darker.

This past week, John and I decided to spend an evening in Jerusalem. I’d always wanted to see the Chanukah decorations and lights and experience streets and windows bathed by the glow of Hanukkiyahs (menorahs). The spelling always looks wrong on that one. But we did get to Jerusalem by sunset and it did not disappoint. We first drove around to see some of the decorations, and the walls of the Old City were lit up with special light projections.

And yes, there were all sorts of individual Chanukah oil lamps in glass boxes along the streets. Many people in Israel put their lights out at street level so passers by can enjoy the flames. Most are lit with pure olive oil.

As is our tradition, coming from Souther California where Mexican street food is prevalent, we stopped at one of the three authentic Mexican restaurants in Israel. Two weeks ago, we visited HaTaco in the Shuk haCarmel, Tel Aviv. The tacos were really tasty, but the margarita was bland and for street food, we wound up paying almost $60 for 3 beef tacos and 2 drinks.

In Jerusalem, we go to Tacos Luis, an amazing Kosher restaurant that has authentic Mexican food and lines out the door. We usually wait 30-45 minutes just to place our order, but it is more than worth it. The food is fantastic. The margaritas strong, served with Tajin and a lime on the salt-rimmed glass. Corn or flour tortillas and rice bowls with vegetarian options as well as beef and fish. They had tamales, both chicken and beef, but had run out. Luis is always behind the counter serving up smiles and conversations in Spanish, English and Hebrew. Plus you can now buy jars of salsa verde, salsa roja, mango salsa and pico de gallo. The prices are more than reasonable. And the beef taco had cubes of steak that were tender and juicy. A must try in Ylem. Our 3 tacos, 2 margaritas, and 2 jars of salsa verde cost about $35.

I’d bought tickets to Winter Dreams at the Jerusalem Botanical Gardens weeks ago. This light show spanning over a mile has visited London, Paris, Berlin and Vienna. All I can say is “Wow! Am so glad we went!” It’s a bit hard to explain, but the entire botanical garden was awash in light sculptures, walkways, interactive displays. All themed to different music. It was spectacular!

The night in Yerushalayim get really chilly in winter, so there were stands with hot sangria, sachlav, a Middle Eastern favorite drink. It’s rich and hot and made from orchid tubers, creamy with coconut, pistachios and cinnamon sprinkled on top. Pure heaven. Hot roasted chestnuts, hot cider and hot chocolate… and of course jelly filled doughnuts, called sufganiot.

There were so many families. Lots of small children. Older people. Religious Jews. Secular folk. Arabic women in their hijabs. Groups of priests. It was wonderful to see the diversity. Israel is such a mix of cultures and when everyone can be peaceable, it’s perfection.

Afterwards we stopped by the First Station for some shopping and doughnuts. Dreidels (the Ashkenaz Yiddish word) or in Hebrew, Sevivonim are spinning tops. Traditionally in Hebrew, the four sides are marked with Hebrew letters which stand for the words ‘A Great Miracle Happened Here.’ There are games that center around the children playing with the tops and collecting prizes of candy and coins. One shop had hand made, carved and painted sevivonim, the likes of which I had never seen. The prices were more than reasonable, so I bought one for each of my grandchildren. They are nothing short of magnificent!

And the sufganiot!! Many have little plastic syringes filled with flavored jellies and creams that you inject into the puffy fried doughnut. All were very fancy. I don’t think you can find them anywhere except in Israel at Chanukah!

We left J-town around 11pm, exhausted, but happy and with sugar highs. There’s really nothing like celebrating Chanukah in the city.

Shabbat shalom and happy Chanukah!

The Music That Carried Us. 26 October, 2025

This is a longer, but hopefully, vey enjoyable post that you can do at your leisure. Over the past two years I’ve been adding to my playlist of songs that were written and became popular since 7 October, 2025. There are many different genres and I have included as many translations as possible.

For us, 7 October, which should have been the most joyous religious and family holiday turned into a surreal nightmare. We were all shocked to the core, frightened at the possibilities of what would come next as our men and women were called up to defend our country. Would there be more attacks from other borders? We kept hearing of the atrocities and the body count kept climbing. 253 people had been brutally taken hostage into Gaza, the oldest was 86 years old and the youngest only 7 months. We were like zombies those first few weeks, but those that stayed behind sprang into action, gathering supplies, cooking meals and doing everything we knew how to help the troops.

The Jewish people throughout history have been a musical people. Our prayers all have chants and melodies that reflect the places we’ve wandered. We sang at the crossing of the Red Sea (Miriam, who led us in praise and worship was over 90 years old at the time!!!). Young David calmed the frayed nerves of King Saul with the music of the harp. The Levites sang at the Temple. And David the King, composed and sang many of the Tehillim, the Psalms.

Music has sustained us through all of our troubles. Through our joys as well. The melodies carry us through tears and laughter, through death and life. We sing at funerals. We sing at weddings. And we sing and dance before battle.

The songs that have come out of the massacre and subsequent war are songs of hope and longing for better days. Many are patriotic, rallying the troops and lifting the country. Some are therapeutic. They comfort those who mourn and those with survivor’s guilt and PTSD. There are songs of anger and defiance and always songs that call upon G-d. For help, for strength, for protection.

The entire country, just weeks before the war started, split into fighting factions calling for a civil war, was now completely united. One soul, one spirit, one body. We were all brothers, all family. And the song “Acheinu” came to the forefront. Everyone was singing it.

As for our brothers and sisters, the whole house of Israel, who are given over to trouble or captivity, whether they abide on the sea or on dry land: May the All-present have mercy upon them, and bring them forth from trouble to relief,from darkness to light, and from subjugation to redemption, now, speedily and at a near time. Now let us say, Amen.

https://youtu.be/q5DmDnTSMKI?si=rxdH76Z5tn-WqUY7

Hanan Ben Ari’s song from 2020, Shevori Lev….”My Heart is Broken” became a national hymn. We heard it on the radio, on loudspeakers in the malls, and on social media.

Who knows every pain? Who repairs every broken heart? Creates light and darkness? Makes peace and war? Who sits in judgement? Covers in mercy? Pardons and forgives? Sees no knows all? And who will heal my heart? For whom am I longing….like the sea that has no shore. Just tell me who will embrace me and ensure that I will not give up in the end…. Who was, is no will be. Who takes and gives. Renewed life. Opens arms. Grows wings. And who will heal my heart? For whom am I longing….like the sea that has no shore. Just tell me who will embrace me and ensure that I will not give up in the end-

https://youtu.be/z27MZP_4P_U?si=6Hw1hHD2rTpz9dD1

My favorite Israeli artist, Idan Raichel, composed the most gorgeous (they are all gorgeous) and poignant (they are all heart-wrenching) song and melody that became a sudden hit. All of Israel’s artists seemed to be expressing the heart and soul of the nation in their compositions. This one is Tachzor, “Return” sung by Roni Dalumi. It was released just 3 weeks after the attacks.

Return. Return today. I wish you would just come (show up) without any advance notice. Return.

A simple song. A haunting melody. The anguish and longing of a people.

https://youtu.be/sTXAA96W1Ww?si=gAL8cKWB4xo7eaSL

There were songs that were prayers for our military. The prayer John and I pray daily over those defending our country wherever they may be…from distress, sickness, friendly fire, booby traps, kidnapping attempt. Please G-d, keep them safe. Go before them and lead them to victory.

The first video is the traditional version is usually by the IDF choir and cantor. This clip s by the Maccabeats, a male a capella group. I chose this version because it includes the English translation.

The next (video clip) version which starts off with footage of the Six Day War, then the traditional prayer as interpreted by Subliminal went viral. The first is a prayer. The second a rally cry of war and defiance for the strength of G-d to be with the troops in victory and in battle.

https://youtu.be/fvOYgHCihIU?si=D8nRRtSE6rZatkfU

https://youtu.be/efHekdRUOJs?si=-gFrO-i9kPJx8sU4

The men were being called up. All divisions. It was, at first thought, that less than 50% of reservists would answer the call. Instead it was over 100%. People of all ages were volunteering and those that had moved to other countries were flying back home to join. Lone soldiers, kids who leave their homes and families in other countries flew to Israel to enlist. It was incredible.

Here are three of the most popular tunes. There are many more. The first extols the virtues and strength of the Golani Brigade, true infantrymen and women. True fighters. The first lines of defense. “Golani Shell,” “My Golani Unit” is sung by Raviv Coner

https://youtu.be/LRN6QrVuR3E?si=diYqLpOq5UdHOP-d

Israeli national treasure, composer and singer, Yehuda Gaon is still going strong at age 85. I listened to his songs as a teenager. He’s amazing. I’ve seen him perform live several times. This time he filmed himself with the young men and women of the different branches of the IDF. They sing an old song of his: “LoT’nats’chu Oti” – “You Will Not Defeat Me” It is a song of unity, patriotism and strength. And now it has new verses and a new look. It was recorded a mere month after 7 October.

https://youtu.be/7yMw3vG4_kU?si=1UJOLK3mMfmzwveB

We have a saying here in Israel, that during wartime, the kindergarten teacher has a secret identity -she’s really a paramedic. And the lawyer at his desk is a rooftop sniper. My dentist, well, he drives a tank. And the construction worker – he saps (undetonates) bombs. The university student now carries a gun again and my aunt is a radio control tower engineer. Together they are superheroes. The song is done by Hatikvah 6, a very popular group.

(If you have ever watched Fauda, you will see in this video, the Israeli actor, singer and pop superstar, Idan Amedeo. He served in Gaza on the front lines, was injured severely at the beginning of the war, recovered and went back to his unit. Then he was crirtoically injured when an IED exploded. Burned almost beyond recognition, they didn’t know if he’d make it. He had shrapnel throughout his body. After months of rehab, determination,faith and hard work, the entire state of Israel celebrated when he left the hospital, walking on his own).

https://youtu.be/CUaDobraZ1k?si=LXMcgUp7FRJuB2ed

Another by Hatikvah 6 is a rally cry for the IDF….a family of fighters. Again, this one is a roll call for all the different units of the army. “Proudly protecting the Land and its people without fear…and a little crazy, a little fun. Whether with a cannon or a stretcher on my shoulder. We are here for one another. Don’t mess with us. We are the IDF family.” Each unit has its own cheer and this song celebrates that. It is the “Hymn to the Army”

https://youtu.be/V5SpIgH7VHI?si=3uF-0otHhUuBclun

My absolute favorite raw, angry, “Go get ‘em” anthem is “Harbu Darbu.” It was a number one radio hit for a couple months. The Hebrew stand kind of translates into “Swords and Strikes.” Basically

A “don’t mess with us. This time you chose the wrong fight. We are coming after you. And we are never backing down” anthem. It’s really angry, but so were we. In this rap-style song by the duo, Nes and Stilla, every army unit is called up roll call style.

Who are you rats crawling out of the effing tunnels and you people shouting at us ‘Free Palestine? who do you think you are, you children of Amalek? We brought the whole army out to meet you: all in uniforms, men, women, young and old. This time there will be no stopping us….. roll call”

https://youtu.be/1rk3n9V-aQs?si=sWNCFfRtiGXzfZwO

We were angry, but we were also hurting and missing our loved ones. Several songs came out in the memory of a particular person who was killed. And there was survivors’ guilt. This song affirms that it is ok not to be ok. It is ok to be alone. It is ok to want to be with people. It is ok to cry, but it is ok to laugh with friends. It is ok to not want to get up in the morning. It is fine to talks a walk in the forest. It is ok to move on, and it is ok not to. It is ok to not be ok….” The song was done by survivors of the Nova Music Festival and the attacks on the kibbutzim.

https://youtu.be/WlBWOrLqErI?si=fNcpmdbPp1298W6o

We wear a wounded people, and yet this upbeat sounding song tells of the waitinumg. Waiting for the soldiers to come home on leave…please G-d. For the hostages to walk through the door. Come home!! Every Thursday and Friday I had to hold back tears watching video clips of soldiers returning home after weeks of battle…to the arms of their little children. The screams of the wives and the tears of the parents.

https://youtu.be/2p3rtnQ_7y4?si=HLtek-vJuzU741Bx

The following by Ishay Ribo became a number one hit. A song of faith. And of return…of a different kind. A return to G-d. And the country answered with a resounding call to faith that has lasted even until today.

https://youtu.be/Y30pfWIQfoo?si=6jxYL8dVenM3ylU_

And another by Ishay Ribo, “HaLev Sheli“.

My Heart 

My heart is split in

My heart is split in two

What the maidservant could not see by the water

Like a storm from the sea, it pounds

Like Miriam’s timbrel, it beats

And there is no cure in the world

My heart surrenders

https://youtu.be/6U_5KhaH6IM?si=yVGrwLmqvzk2yXi_

For two years, Israel’s entries into the Eurovision international song competition carried the nation and showed our hearts. They were ridiculed and rejected, scoring very low with the judges, but winning the votes of the people. This year, the competition hosts vowed to cancel if Israel was a participant, but after weeks of protests, we were allowed back into the show.

The first song, October Rain, was disqualified. It caused quite a stir as the lyrics were “too political”. They ere not. So the writers got together and worked out new lyrics and the song, still full of emotion, still waiting for the captives to return, with us on the other side in the middle of a hurricane…. Hence, “Hurricane”.

https://youtu.be/lJYn09tuPw4?si=5CeaJhC5OJguRz97

The next song, actually an homage to the Bibas family (the mom, Sheri, the dad and two babies…red headed Ariel and Kfir….stole our hearts. They loved to watch Batman cartoons together. Notice the costume worn by singer, Yuval Rafael….This is a song of hope, strength and optimism. “A New Day Will Rise.”

Note: There is a backstory behind the singer, Yuval Raphael. She attended the Nova Festival with friends. When they realized they were under a severe attack, many of the young people ran to the bomb shelters across the highway. Shelters that were meant for 20 people were packed with 60. Terrorists were shooting and throwing grenades into the concrete bunkers. Many were killed that way. Yuval was in the back of a shelter texting her dad the entire time. He told her to play dead. Her friends were killed next to her and on top of her and she lay wounded and bleeding until being rescued 16 hours later. Yuval would go on to star in and win the Israeli version of The Voice. She was chosen to represent Israel in Eurovision 2025.

https://youtu.be/_7zHp51j2WM?si=fGYrHl7esjinE59Z

I believe it was around the holiday of Purim last year (Queen Esther and Mordechai against Haman and the evil decree to genocide the Jews) that a young soldier in the IDF (he’d only been in service a couple weeks) shot Yahya Sinwar, military commander of Hamas. The evil Hamas was eliminated. And of course, within 24 hours, there was a song-

https://youtu.be/huQxm8YmUPM?si=H0i8I3294a-xshn8

Here are some many more songs. A simple young fellow wrote a simple song about G-do’s love for each and every one of us. The chorus goes- We are loved unconditionally by Him and only good and blessings are bestowed upon us. It will only. Get better and better. This song is played absolutely everywhere all the time. At weddings and funeral, pro Israel rallies and in the army. It is our theme. ״Tamid Ohev Oti” “He Always Loves Me (and blesses me)” Get ready to dance!

https://youtu.be/_7zHp51j2WM?si=eRaTrU9hTcWcBF3W

I know I am leaving out so many. I especially love seeing the Ruach ha Kodesh, the spirit of HaShem, rush mightily upon our soldiers. They sing of G-des protection and blessing. “No fear for He is with us. The people of Israel live. In the spirit of David against the enemies, the Philistines, we also have the victory. The Holy One, Blessed be He is King. there is no other. We pray for all our children. We protect our country. We pray for G-do’s blessings. We are not afraid. Who is meshuggeh/crazy (the rally. Cry of the Golani Brigade) We are crazy and We are not afraid. G-d is king now, then and forever and we give Him thanks and praise…..”

https://youtu.be/5eJqw0t3e9c?si=lOSKSAAjvc99a-CJ

And of course…no list would be complete without the song “ Am Yisrael Chai” – The People of Israel live!! By Eyal Golan

https://youtu.be/1HgKB4-kQdA?si=ORbI-xLQnN5tbGnOhttps://youtu.be/1HgKB4-kQdA?si=ORbI-xLQnN5tbGnO

On. A Positive Note. War Stories. Day 695. 31 August, 2025

I thought I’d leave things on a positive note. This will be my last post for awhile (unless something major happens, which I pray it does not) as we will be leaving for 6 weeks in the UK and Netherlands visiting family and friends.

Israel sends humanitarian aid to Sudan. Israel has been sending humanitarian aid to Sudan as they face a severe shortage of resources needed to combat the cholera epidemic they are experiencing. Included in the pallets of aid are gloves, masks, sanitizing liquid, water purification systems, medicine, hygiene kits and food.

Israeli resilience. A fighter in the Netzach Yehuda battalion, Sagi D., had his leg ripped off when 3 RPGs were fired at his unit. His best friend was killed. Sagi was medivac’ed to Sheba Medical Center in critical condition where he was placed in a temporary coma. He survived his injury. He survived the coma and sedation. He survived the deadly infection that attacked his body. Yet he never broke. At Sheba’s shikum (rehab center) he continues to train…with one leg and the heart of a lion. He won’t give up. He never stops. He is the Israeli definition of a hero.

Answered prayers. Exactly one year ago, at the beginning of the Hebrew month of Elul, Agam Berger’s mother and sister (Agam was one of the 7 female soldiers abducted by Hamas terrorists into Gaza) prayed at the tomb of a famous rabbi for her release. Last Tuesday, Agam, her sister and her mother all gathered together at that same place to give thanks to G-d for her homecoming. They prayed for the safety and quick release of the remaining 50 hostages.

A True Nes/Neis (a nes is a miracle in Hebrew.

Another nes. Soldiers escape kidnapping attempt. A couple weeks ago, a squad of Hamas terrorists surfaced from two separate terror tunnels. They were dressed as civilians but carried guns and a portable missile launcher. It was all captured by Israeli drone footage. They were attempting to surprise and kidnap 15 IDF soldiers, but the group was alerted by intelligence and managed to to stave off their attackers. 12 terrorists were killed. 3 managed to run back to their tunnel. The plan to kidnap was foiled. One IDF soldier was lightly wounded.

Innovations in Medicine. There was a medical breakthrough at Ichilov Hospital in Tel Aviv. On 21 July, surgeons performed the first ever minimally invasive brain surgery through the eye socket. They removed a rare skull base tumor without opening the skull. Thanks to the teamwork of neurosurgery, oculoplastics and ENT specialists, the young patient regained her health with minimal disruption to vision and appearance. (Credits, Jonny Daniel’s) It was a milestone in patient centered neurosurgery.

Prayerful and Powerful Beginning. Elul is the month where Jewish people examine their consciences and repent of their sins before the L-rd as a way to prepare for the upcoming High Holy Days. Israeli super superstar Omer Adam held a sold out concert last Wednesday. He began the concert by leading the entire audience in the Slichot prayers of repentance. That’s my country for you. Welcome to Israel. Absolutely everyone joined in.

Amazing announcement from an Israeli kid…. Get the hankies out. So eloquent!!!!

Long Awaited Wedding! American-Israeli citizens living on Kibbutz Kfar Aza were kidnapped on 7 October, 2023. Aviva was returned in December of 2023, but Keith lingered in the terror tunnels until this past April. Their daughter, Shifa, who was engaged at the time, vowed not to get married until both parents could be there to celebrate by her side. Last Monday, her dream was realized.

A Prayer for the Children. Some pop stars in other countries sing about breakups. About body shaming. About fast cars and drug use. There are cute songs and dance songs. In some cultures, they sing of war and death. But in Israel it’s quite different, poignant and refreshing, in fact. We went to a concert a couple weeks ago. Hanan Ben Ari. I wish I had recorded it, but I was able to find this piece with English subtitles. This YouTube upload is 3 years old, but Amen – For the Children remains a popular song today.

https://youtu.be/gkmUhUw30Yg?si=oO0ef7uhRBV0179Dw

Two beautiful videos. Every Friday, Israeli singer, Omri Goren, sings with his little nine year old daughter. The first song in Hebrew is about waiting for (the hostages) to return home to their loved ones and the waiting arms

https://youtube.com/shorts/Dbd_xrybLg4?si=YEhzsl8gAfRTzDjs

Here, Omri (also an IDF reservist) sings to his newborn son before the Shabbat starts. He sings Psalm , my favorite…I look towards the mountains from whence comes my help….

https://youtube.com/shorts/RVQGGXuKAGU?si=_4bChWfcsfWwsnIN

And one last absolutely adorable video. I just can’t stop watching it. It’s sooooo cute. My grandson was playing in my daughter’s garden. He took one of the mesh vegetable protectors as a knight’s helmet. He’s 16 months and trying so hard to speak. Enjoy…

Light for the Weekend Friday 27 June, 2025

It’s been a helluva couple weeks here. Hella hard. Hella nerve wracking. Hella intense. From missiles dropping on our heads, to being awakened by emergency sirens at all hours of the night, to running for shelter, to combatting anti Israel propaganda in media and growing, raging antisemitism in the world…. It’s time to lighten up and slide into the weekend with a few laffs.

We often speak of Israelis as being super resilient. That may be true, but how else to hold on to sanity than a firm faith in the man upstairs, a strong sense of humor and possibly even a stiff glass of whisky to steel the nerves? Despite all the tsurris in the land, life must go on… as normally as possible. We keep it together by finding the funny. By pointing out the absurd all around us.

This past week, saw millions of Israelis take to bomb shelters. In the larger cities, these were underground parking lots transformed into tent cities complete with food, entertainment, yoga and dance classes and book clubs. Go figure.

There’s never a good time for a missile strike. These are the top five by rank:

  • 5th place: 7:00 pm. Awful timing. Say goodbye to sleeping kids at 7:30. You haven’t even caught up with the news so this missile has no storyline context. It’s a response to a response or just a response. Who knows? You are unfed, unshowered and the house looks like a missile will get it less messy.
  • 4th place: 05:00 am. A missile that creates a nation of tired, grumpy zombies. There is nothing like starting your day in a room full of unbrushed teeth and overflowing bladders. You may watch the sun rise on your phone.
  • 3rd place: midnight. Decent timing forces you to call it a day. Sure, the kids will wake up but they will go back to sleep and you might even earn a late morning tomorrow. Great time for a heart to heart conversation with a homeless person in the shelter.
  • 2nd place: 09:00 pm. The classic slot. We are already on the couch watching the news and ready for action. The kids are hopefully in a deep sleep so the odds of a smooth transition are high. Pro-tip – shower early for public hygiene and for pajama party vibes in the shelter. You can even throw in a quick brush of the teeth just in case.Hygiene is the key to mental victory.
  • And the 1st place: 01:00 pm. Perfect timing. A refreshing missile gives you an energy boost and a nice little mid-day break to ready you for the second half of the day. Take a few minutes to collect your thoughts. No need to hurry back to work. It’s a war break. You deserve it. Now is the time to join in on that Zumba class in the miklat.

Still, finding yourself in the middle of one of the smaller miklat with a group of random strangers in various array at 04:12 in the morning. Those are jokes in the making. To quite American/Tel Avivian, Sara Tuttle Singer:

Five People You’ll Meet in Your Bomb Shelter

  1. The miluimnik (reservist) on a break: still in uniform, still sweating, still radiating “I’ve seen things.” He ducks into the shelter with a half-eaten Laffa, a cigarette behind one ear, a bottle of Goldstar and WhatsApp groups pinging non-stop. Somehow, he’s calm. Somehow, he has Wi-Fi. Somehow, he knows exactly what’s happening everywhere. You feel safer just being near him. He also knows a guy who can fix your car. 2) The woman yelling at her mother on the phone. She burst in mid-siren, holding ed sandals in one hand and screaming, “MA, I TOLD HOURS TO GET INTO THE SHELTER. NO. NOW, MA! STOP FEEDING THE CAT AND GO!” You don’t know her, but you know her. At some point she offers you Bisshli (Israeli snack chips). 3) The Start-Up Guy who will definitely monetize this. Already sketching an app idea called “BoomSafe” that matches you with your ideal shelter buddies. Has three phones, a laptop, and a protein bar. Says things like, “What if sirens, but social?” 4) The Savtah with the Tupperware: Didn’t flinch at the siren. Brought rugelach. Maybe schnitzel. Also hot soup – Kubbe, obviously, which she poured into actual bowls from her giant bag. “You’re too skinny. Eat. Eat.” You comply. Now part of her extended family, you will be invited to Seder. You will go. 5) Tomer from Tinder: He spotted her the moment she walked in – sweaty, breathless, radiant in her war!-time glow. “You ok?” He asks, tender hand lightly brushing her elbow. “You look scared.” Offers her a sip of his water. Offers her his number. Offers her healing. He’s here to help. He has emotions. And abs. And a guitar…. 6) The Dude who definitely head the boom: Every five seconds: “Did you hear that? That one was close.” Keeps sticking his head out the door like he’s got a death wish – or a podcast. Suddenly an expert in acoustics and ballistics. That was Iron Dome. No wait. Direct hit. No wait. I think that was a door slamming.” 7) The guy live-streaming to his followers: He’s on Instagram Live. Ring light plugged into a portable battery. “Hey guys! Day 12 in the bomb shelter. Tel Aviv vibes still strong! Don’t forget to like and donate to my coffee fund.” Will definitely sell merch after this is over. Already is. 8) The Philosopher it’s the tiny chair: he’s always there first, sitting calmly in the one adult-sized plastic chair. Quotes Kierkegaard and Yehuda Amichai mid-siren. Wants to know how you feel about the absurdity of life. May offer you a date (the fruit, not the invitation). May also be homeless. Or a professor. Or both. 9)The Oleh Chadash (new immigrant) with fire in his veins: Made Aliyah from Brooklyn three weeks ago on purpose. “This is exactly why I came,” he says, eyes blazing like Ben Gurion in a hoodie. He’s already posted three rants about Jewish destiny on X and volunteers to take out the trash and check for shrapnel. Keeps humming, “Am Yisrael Chai” under his breath. Definitely wants to go halfsies on an iHerb order. Says Bibi is his boy. 10) The teen who knows exactly when it’s safe. Headphones on. Eyes rolling. Texting six people while scrolling TikTok and explaining the Home Front Command app to everyone else. “Sheket, guys. It’s a false alarm in Tel Aviv. But there was a real one in Sderot.” This kid is 15, has trauma baked in, and will one day run this country.

Speaking of iHerb, I heard an Anglo at the market say, “I knew this was getting serious when iHerb and Amazon refused to take my order because of delivery delays.”

The memes were quick to come out, This is the new Israeli snack, Bissli, now reimagined

Being a Jewish country for the most part, there are always the jokes with the Biblical allusions.

Everyone’s so shocked that Israel planned this out for years, going so far as to build a secret drone factory in the middle of Tehran, just waiting for the right moment to strike. Bro, we literally killed time for like 40 years in the desert this one time. We invented the ‘long game.’

And then our Ministry of Fake News came out with the following last Monday – 🚨BREAKING: The Fordeau Fuel Enrichment Plant is UN damaged and completely operational, according to the Gaza Health Ministry. Also 🚨BREAKING: An Israeli hospital crashed into an Iranian ballistic missile this morning – Gaza Health Ministry.

We know how to take credit too:

We, here in Israel, love the Babylon Bee too. It’s uproarious!


Trump Bombed Iran. Here’s How 12 Media Outlets Covered The Story

MEDIA· Jun 24, 2025 · BabylonBee.com 

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Welp, it looks like Trump bombed Iran. The Babylon Bee has assembled headlines from various media outlets here in one place so you can pick a little bit of the truth out of each to learn the whole story.

Here’s how different media outlets are covering the historic news:

  1. New York Times — Quiet Middle Eastern Community Devastated By Unprovoked Trump Attack
  2. Fox News — Trump Neutralizes Terrifying Iran Nuclear Threat With Mere Seconds To Spare
  3. New York Post — AYATOLL-YA SO!Iran Out Of Luck As Trump Drops Bodacious Bunker Buster
  4. CNN — Trump Cruelly Deprives Poor Iranian Children Of Nuclear Weapon They’ve Always Dreamed Of
  5. MSNBC — Iran Is Now The George Floyd Of The Middle East
  6. BBC News — REMINDER: Next Call To Prayer Is In One Hour. Allahu Akbar.
  7. One America News — Yay Trump For Avoiding War – Oh Wait, He Bombed Iran? Really? I Mean, Yay Trump For Bombing Iran
  8. Vice — I Took Fentanyl And Slept With A Penguin
  9. Vogue — 5 Kinky Tricks You Can Try In The Bedroom To Show Your Support For Iran
  10. Not The Bee — Trump Just Bombed The Snot Out Of Iran And The Responses Are STRAIGHT 🔥🔥🔥🤣
  11. The Babylon Bee — Iranian Nuclear Facility Escapes Bombing By Identifying As Mar A Lago (That’s Right We Just Have The One Joke)
  12. Al-Jazeera — TRUMP JUST BOMBED OUR HEADQUARTERS!!!

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Have a restful weekend my friends. As we say here Sof ha shavuah raguah…. Stay cool my friends. 😎

A Star Rising. Day 584. 8 May, 2025

Starting off with accentuating the positive. I’ve lived in Israel for a decade now. Hard to believe how fast it’s gone by. There are LOTS of things we can criticize and find fault with, but today I’d like to start off by accentuating the positive. Things I’ve come to love or find really amusing.

I love flying on ElAl with a bunch of Israelis. Seriously. Besides good food (they feed you like a Jewish momma and you’ll never leave the flight hungry), at the end of the flight, just as the plane touches down, everyone breaks into thunderous applause. It’s a tradition and a way of saying thank you to the pilot and crew. Also a way of being thankful for a safe trip. It’s amazing!!!

Now, the pre-flight fun – or any time Israelis are asked to queue up. They have absolutely no concept of how to form a line. Our last flight we passed the counters and check ins for Singapore, Netherlands, American, Italy…. All super straight, super organized, well-formed lines. Israel?

Inability to form straight lines

And don’t get us started about the lines at the grocery store or the inability to have personal space when you use the Cespomat (ATM). It’s totally hysterical.

I love eating seasonally. In America, we always had everything produce wise all season long. I could find peaches in November and grapes in January. Brussels sprouts and gourds could be bought all year long. Oooo, I have a hankering for blueberries. No problem. Here, I’ve come to savor strawberry season from Chanukah to Passover. And then the stone fruits. After what seemed like forever, they finally come out early summer….peaches, nectarines, cherries. Then,they are gone until next summer. In the winter, I look forward to the delicious Jaffa oranges, and the CaraCara and blood oranges, which are available for about a month. Limes can be found late, late summer. So I buy 40 to freeze for use throughout the year. But in general, I’ve learned to miss the transience of some things, while I anticipate the coming of others.

I love that, for the most part, we are all one big family here. Sure, we disagree about everything, but when someone is in need, there is always a stranger or five who step in to help. Great examples of this happened just this week. For the first… on Sunday morning there was a red alert signal throughout central Israel. When the siren goes off, you pull over and take cover the best you can. A young father jumped out of the car, unstrapped his 5 week old baby and rushed to the side of the road seeking shelter beside a wall. A stranger crouched in front of him, wrapping his arms around both the father and child, shielding them with his own body from any falling shrapnel. We look out for each other.

Yesterday, a friend down in the center of Israel called. Her husband had just been called back to reserve duty in Gaza. He left Or behind with a three year old and a 4 month old. Tomer, the husband, is the kind of guy who fills his wife’s gas tank, brings her coffee every morning, takes care of much business so she can care for her children and run her own small business (Or has an Etsy shop). Or’s neighbor knew how overwhelmed she was with a teething baby and absent husband, so she made her a week’s worth of hot meals. Just because. We take care of each other.

I really find it amusing at how superstitious many Israelis are. G-d forbid you should say anything negative about yourself or your family – you wouldn’t want to tempt trouble. My husband often expresses in public how stupid he is (joking), and it flips these people out. You never say anything bad about yourself. And if there’s talk of impending danger be it health or wealth or other, then khas v’halillah, don’t tempt the evil eye, tfu, tfu, tfu. So I cracked up last week when John spit through his fingers and said tfu, tfu, tfu. He’s really becoming one of them.

I love how connected most Israelis are to nature. Planting trees, Going for hikes. Concerned about sustainability in a good way. How every Jewish neighborhood is mandated to have a park within walking distance.

And how family oriented people are. It is not at all uncommon for couples to marry early and have a large family of 4 or more children. There are little kids running everywhere. It’s really healthy to see. Or how the families come together every weekend for Friday night dinners. And just Fridays in general when the busyness of the week slows down. The DJs on the radio play much more relaxed and mellow music and the noise of the city dissolves away. To wake up every Saturday morning to birds chirping. No leaf blowers. No garbage trucks. No motorcycles or blaring music. Just quiet. I love it. “And what did you do all Shabbat?” “I just rested. Betten gahv.” I love this idiom!!!! It translates ‘stomach back,’ but just means to be a slug. Flip over from one side to the other. Just resting from stomach to back. I did nothing. Betten gahv.

I love making an appointment at the clinic and being seen by a doctor in less than 15 minutes. No waiting in a treatment room for hours. The doctor is right there. You go into the room and sit down and your appointment starts. When I go to my regular doctor in California, I make my appointment months ahead of time, sit in the waiting room for a good hour, and then the treatment room for at least another hour. It’s maddening. It would never be stood for here.

Last week, we discovered a small family of mice who had taken up residence in our larder (downstairs pantry). John went to the hardware store to buy some mousetraps, only to find out that they don’t sell the kind that kill or harm the animals here in Israel. The country is so darned humane and has such a respect for life that the only traps available are catch and release cages. So….John set the bait in the cages and within four days had caught all the mice and released them into far away olive groves. So much for a country bent on ‘genocide-‘

When I lived in the United States I had never heard of Eurovision. It’s a very big deal in Europe and Eurasia. An international pop music contest that has taken place for almost 60 years, it has launched careers of Abba and Celine Dion. Israel has been a participant since its inception.

I got in on the craze for the first time last year with the song “Hurricane” (fantastic) sung by Eden Golan. It was a highly contested entry because the original song, “October Rain” was deemed too controversial. The organizers had complaints that the original song was too political, so it was slightly modified. Eden Golan participated in the contest under heavy protection. She had received numerous death threats and had to be escorted by bodyguards wherever she went. Her song was booed when done live, but the performance (song, voice, set, dancers) was so wonderful, she got fourth place (out of 36 entries). It was the number one song in Israel all last year.

https://youtu.be/lJYn09tuPw4?si=CpOmftp-aE2AKKO5

This year, the story gets even better. Yuval Raphael attended the Nova Music Festival with her friends that fated October morning in 2023. When the shelling started and the Hamas terrorists invaded the Israeli border communities, Yuval took shelter in one of the concrete bunkers on the side of the road. Normal capacity is about 20 people, but over 50 young concert goers crowded into the bomb shelter. Yuval was texting her parents through the whole ordeal.

The terrorists came around and started sending volleys of bullets from their machine guns right into the shelters, killing and wounding several kids. One Gazan threw a grenade into the shelter. It was tossed back by a young IDF soldier inside. Then another. He threw the grenade out. Seven times. Over and over. The brave soldier kept catching and throwing the grenade outside where it exploded. Then on the eight time, the grenade exploders inside the shelter killing scores. Yuval and her friend were at the back. Dead bodies piled on top of them.

Her father told her “Play dead. Don’t move. Don’t make a noise.” Hamas kept coming back, shooting into the shelter. It was a living nightmare that lasted for over 8 hours. Finally her father, defying all roadblocks and odds came to rescue her. She survived the Nova massacre, albeit wounded. Now she’s facing hate at Eurovision. Over 70 past Eurovision stars as well as present entries are calling for Miss Raphael to be banned because of her ethnicity/nationality. (Her family has Kurdish, Iraqi, Persian and French roots).

Yuval never sang professionally, but decided to enter into Israel’s version of The Voice, The Next Star, last January. It was part of her healing process. Her performance was so shattering, that she not only won that competition, but was immediately chosen to be Israel’s representative for Eurovision. “I’m coming to Eurovision to sing for all the angels who can’t be here. I survived, I have to make the most out of my life to honor them.” Have we talked of Israeli resilience before???? This is Yuval giving her story and her song on The Next Star. It’s a MUST WATCH AND SHARE! Get your tissues out. Seriously. You’ll cry- (close caption translations…)

https://youtu.be/OUeejYiU8LA?si=K8LJMyVN7NBSBZXj

Is she not poised, beautiful, amazing, brave?? You can see more, full interviews with her testimony on YouTube. Fluent in Hebrew, English and French (her family lived in Switzerland and now she returns to Switzerland for the competition). Such a talent! Such a person to represent our country. This is the music video that was made for her entry into Eurovision.

https://youtu.be/Q3BELu4z6-U?si=8ElYEXRj0S-H4xIw

The semifinal round is coming up this weekend. Yuval has already had to face threats and is heavily guarded. Wherever she is escorted in Switzerland, this 24 year old has had to face massive anti-Israel/pro-Gaza protests and demonstrations. With the backlash against Israel in the world, it’s pretty much a surety that she will not win. Still- we shall see how it shakes out.

You can follow (and vote for your favorite contestant) the Eurovision contest live. It’s being live-streamed across the internet. Most of the groups and performers are pretty sleezy to say the least. It’s known for its wackiness for the most part. I shall report back on how Yuval Raphael placed.

The Rollercoaster

Taken in 2015… my first Independence Day, re-posted with greeting for 2024

Life in Israel at this time can be likened to a rollercoaster ride. Not just the extreme and arduous uphill climbs with exhilarating views at the top which last for a microsecond before you come crashing down at breakneck speed, but the stomach punching curves and loop-de-loops as well.

The past few days have been just that: attending a funeral at house of mourning of a young soldier followed by a beautiful spring drive with the scenery of the rolling countryside and visit with friends. The day of Remembrance of Holocaust Victims. Being on a major highway when the two minute alarm sounds nationwide. All the cars come to a stop. The people get out. Everyone bows their head in honor and prayer for all those that were murdered in the Shoah and its Middle Eastern counterpart, the Farhud ( yes. It happened throughout the MidEast as well, just without concentration camps). We do not have a television (cable connection), but all the Israeli stations had memorial services and programs dedicated to that near genocide throughout the day last week.

The week following Yom ha Shaoah continues as normal, with the hustle and bustle of daily routine. The weather has been variable as well: blisteringly hot for a day or two followed by a day of heavy humidity, then surprise wind and thunderstorms, lightning and thunder and a half hour of intense pouring rain followed by sunshine. All to happen again.

On Sunday, the radio stations started playing soft, melancholy music again. Songs of love and loss; patriotic hymns; heartfelt Psalms that are all too real these days; songs of promised return of a loved one. Just after dark there is another two minute national siren and the entire country plunges into silence (well, almost the entire country). There are ceremonies to honor all those that have fallen, both in the military and also victims of terror. All day, the television spotlights those who gave their lives defending the country and its citizens, and of those citizens who were murdered by terrorism.

I had planned to go to a sunrise service in our city. It was a prayer and memorial service for the six soldiers in our community that were killed since 7 October. But just as I was leaving, the floodgates of heaven opened up and a torrential rain started that lasted over 40 minutes. It was as if the heavens were crying. Later that day I heard other news from Be’ersheva in the South – a true miracle. From Batsheva Nagel in Be’ersheva:

rsheva:

Unbelievable! On Friday there was a crazy sandstorm that lasted about five minutes. I was standing outside at the park with my three children and I remember thinking it’s gonna be a very windy Shabbos. We ran inside into our apartment, because sand and paper and leaves were just flying everywhere. But then it just stopped. It was really bizarre. Seemed out of the blue because it was such a nice sunny day and all of the moms were out with their kids taking a break. Be’er Sheva hasn’t had a siren in months and the parks were just full of kids. But this huge gust of wind, sand flying everywhere forced everybody back home. About 10 minutes later the red alert siren sounded. Five rockets launched at Be’er Sheva, one landing in a playground that had been full of children just 10 minutes earlier, causing massive damage. The random (HaShem) gust of wind saved all of our lives. We are surrounded by open miracles and the fact of HaShem’s ahava (love) and rachmones (mercy).

I read this on my WhatsApp group of women and my heart is boosted. It is a true miracle that no one was killed or hurt. A few apartments surrounding the park were mildly damaged by shrapnel. Yet the day is somber. There is no noise except for the booming of Hizbulla missiles landing a few miles to the North and IDF jets strafing the sky. Memorial Day is a national holiday where most people are off work. Everyone visits cemeteries to pay respects to those that have been “unalived.” This afternoon, the streets leading to our local cemetery are so packed and there is no parking, you have to walk for nearly a mile, then stand in line for quite awhile just to get it. People are milling about the front entrance. Reserve duty soldiers, both men and women, with their machine guns strapped to their backs. People carrying Israeli flags, teddy bears and other mementos to adorn the graves of the recently buried. The roller coaster is definitely headed downwards.

Coming back home, I ask friends and neighbors what the citywide schedule is for the next 24 hours. Israel, at sunset of Yom ha Zikkaron, Memorial Day, goes straight into Yom haAtzmaut, Independence Day. It’s the 76th anniversary of the State of Israel. Usually there are huge concerts. The biggest music stars and pop groups tour the country going from one city to the next putting on great performances. We usually enjoy 3-4 really great free shows in our local amphitheater that night. This year, there are no concerts. Especially now. No groups larger than 250 are supposed to be in public. No sitting duck targets. Just too risky.

This night is different from all other Independence Days. Usually we enjoy a rousing fireworks show, but due to PTSD and trauma, fireworks displays are now banned in Israel. There used to be great parties and celebrations. This year the night is still. No music blaring from peoples’ backyard parties. The next day, I again wake up to a silent day. Even though the children are off school, there is no loud laughing and playing as kids ride bikes and are running around outside. Many of our friends have expressed fear that on this day in particular, we will be attacked as it is Nakba Day (the Day of Disgrace) for the Muslim population.

Since 1948-

John and I had planned fun backyard barbecues for friends on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. We’ve finally gotten the jungle under control, the flowers are all in bloom, and we’ve uncovered the grill and bought the meats and veg. I was busy making salads when we received the first message. The lovely new couple we just met recently (they’ve just moved here over the past year) are packing up and leaving. Back to the French countryside of Normandy where it is quieter and less risky. They gave their landlord notice, and will be out by this Thursday. Wow. That’s a shock. I hear from our neighbor that most of the regular Yom haAtzmaut activities the city sponsors are not happening. No parades. No block parties with street vendors. No huge activities for the children. Grilling and picnics in the local parks are all that’s going on. The excitement of the day has turned a sharp corner.

The rollercoaster car turns upside down when our friends from the Tel Aviv area decide not to come up. Everyone seems to want to be staying close to home. All people are talking about is the fact that the United States has cut off all arms shipments to Israel. We have been betrayed by our best friends. Individuals around the world are writing in of their support, but it seems to pale in comparison to Israeli’s despair. Will there be enough anti-missile missiles for our Iron Dome? Now that we have been thoroughly isolated, Will other countries perceive Israel as weak and vulnerable and attack us?

Prime Minister Netanyahu makes a speech to the nation saying that although the people of the US have been and will continue to be our friends, we are fully capable of defending ourselves. If we have to, we will go it alone. If the need ever arises we will fight with our fingernails. (Oy vey!) The UN decides to officially recognize Palestine as an official state. This is all a reward to Hamas to keep fighting. Th United States has declared through Gen. Miley and Secretary of State. Of State Blinken that we are not allowed to enter Rafah, the last Hamas stronghold. They say they have intelligence withheld unless there is a ceasefire. The Pentagon knows the whereabouts of Hamas leader Yahya Sinwar. He is not even in Rafah. The UN comes out with updated count of the number of civilians killed since the war started. It has been adjusted and is less than half of what was originally stated. There is no genocide….but the world no longer cares because they have already heard that over 18,000 children were killed and the rollercoaster lurches ahead faster.

As I am writing this (still excited to see some great friends at tomorrow’s planned barbecue), we can hear bombs falling from Hizbulla rocket launches. I get my red alerts on my phone and about 3 minutes later, there is a loud, low thud and the house rumbles a tiny bit. We go on with what we are doing. I’m writing this blog. My husband is on speaker phone going over financial planning with our son. “Did you hear that? Did you feel that? It was up in Meron. In Sasa. In Zion…that’s where the girl that makes my pottery lived.” We continue with our work.

Speaking with a neighbor yesterday, Gil said that those border towns are pretty much unrecognizable now. He has a son and daughter-in-law and their young family who lived up near Shlomi. He said they haven’t been able to get up to see if the house is even standing or in what condition because it’s an active military zone. They have been displaced for six months now, living at the hotel at Kibbutz Ginosar on Lake Kinneret (Sea of Galilee). Gil told us that about 80% of the homes are uninhabitable. The rocket barrages, anti-tank missiles and RPGs have destroyed the border villages with Lebanon.

We have our son’s Dean’s List ceremony next week, a friend’s daughter’s wedding the week after that. Then his graduation. Then a family reunion in Florida. We have a lot to look forward to. No more steep, sudden plunges please. No more unexpected turns. Let me off the rollercoaster for a while and put me on a beautiful carousel…

The Beersheva missile miracle!

Taking the World by Storm

So for today’s post I could write about the constant intrusions and rockets from Hizbulla…. or the way the IDF set up over 450,000 tents and shelters with cots, cookstoves ( no, the innocent Gazans are not reporting to wood and trash fires to cook), water and medical attention. 8 hospitals have been fully staffed with doctors and medical personnel not associated with Hamas. They are for the Gazan civilians in need. There is also a special women’s center set up for maternity and OB/GYN needs. The staff is all women-

I could write about how Israel was not even included in the last round of hostages talks: the one where Hamas accepted a deal. Only they had changed it so radically and by then it was too late as every effort had been made to negotiate. Or how the IDF withdrew troops down to two battalions and put any attempts to enter Rafah on the Egyptian border and clear it of Hamas.

I was going to write about how the IDF did start to invade Rafah on Sunday night with surgical precision; how Hamas responded with rocket barrages into Israel; how in the morning, Hamas rockets landed on the Kerem Shalom Border Crossing. How 5 Israeli soldiers inspecting humanitarian aid shipments were killed, 4 injured, 3 trucks, and over a ton of food marked for entry into Gaza destroyed.

But no. Today I’m writing about a phenomenon that has swept all of Europe…and Israel. When I went to England, everyone was talking about (and my son-in-law’s sister’s husband was a respected commentator) who would win. Here, in Israel it’s reached a fever pitch. And no. It’s not Football/soccer.

It’s Eurovision!!!! Usually, we are not sucked in, but this year. Both my husband and I have been listening to all the entries and the pundits’ and social media influencers’ reviews of the 39 contestants. We listened to all of the first half of the entries Tuesday night. Tonight are the performances of the last 20.

I know Americans have The Voice and American Idol. But this is waaaay bigger. And this year there is major controversy. You see Israel (always a major contender and who has won four times, I believe), was not allowed to join at first because of the Israel-Gaza War. There were protests, petitions and threats to keep Israel out of the competition, but the Eurovision Committee decided at last to let Israel in.

The song to be entered was reviewed by the committee and rejected as being too political and too controversial in the midst of a humanitarian crisis in Gaza. It was titled October Rain. The song was reworked and resubmitted under the name Hurricane, with female vocalist Eden Golan singing. 20 year old Eden has recently immigrated to Israel from Russia, where she had won several vocal competitions. This is her big international debut.

I really was marginally interested until I heard the commentators from other countries’ reactions. Everyone was blown away and moved to absolute tears. Two anti-Israel people completely changed their bias and said they now understand where Israelis are coming from because of 7 October.

“We can bring everything we’re feeling and everything the country is going through in these three minutes,” stated Golan. It is a powerful song of loss and redemption, of strength in tough times. Compared with all the other entries, Eden Golan’s range, her emotion, her dramatic pauses put her in a league way above everyone else. Listen:

https://youtu.be/lJYn09tuPw4?si=pp6vaaUUWpS-NIYU

I’m so deeply moved by this song. We will definitely be watching tonight, hoping the politics are placed aside and that Israel comes across strongly enough to make it to the finals Saturday night. There are a couple countries that give stiff competition, but we shall see how the live performances go. Of course, we will be rooting for Eden Golan!

You Got a Line; I Got a Pole

You know summertime has arrived in Israel when the temperature starts to climb and you see your neighbors headed to their cars with towels, chairs, grills, inner tubes and fishing equipment. Yes, most communities have swimming pools, but the locals have their favorite, ‘secret’ spots. The ma’ayanot…natural springs. Swimming holes.

The places to swim are as varied as the individuals. Some are very small and secluded, well off the beaten path. To get to them you first: have to know exactly where you are going; and second: be willing to hike to the spot. Some are more primitive, in a natural state. Others have been blocked or bricked in. For these types, a pipe is inserted into the source of a natural spring and the water diverted into a pool that is surrounded by a natural stone border to create a true swimming hole. The fresh water, circulates through it, flowing through another outlet back to its original course. The new, man-made feature now has continuously flowing natural spring water. It’s quite ingenious.

We have discovered quite a few places, some by word of mouth. Northern Israel has both rushing rivers and smaller creeks formed by the melting snowpack on Mount Hermon and its underground aquifers. The depth of the waters vary, and that seems to be the determining factor for families. Adjacent to Kibbutz Snir, are more shallow creeks under the cover of lots of shade trees. It’s a popular place for families to spend the day, grilling, fishing, and wading in the cold water. Nearby, the Dan River has stronger currents, but is still shallow. We’ve seen young boys catching trout here barehanded.

People visit the streams, bringing tents, both for shade during the day, and for overnight camping. Most natural springs and ponds are full of fish- trout, bass, St. Peter’s fish, amnon, levrak, and other species we had never heard of before living here. The men set up their portable grills and by mid-afternoon, the smells of shishlik and kebabim fill the air. Inner tubing and rafting down the Jordan River is another popular pastime for Israelis on hot, summer days.

A few miles to the south of Kibbutz Snir, at the north end of the Hula Valley, is Horshat Tal Nature Reserve with tributaries from the Dan River forming large, deep pools. Several of the little lakes are large enough to have lifeguard stations and they get incredibly crowded with swimmers in the heat of the summer. The pools are connected by streams and people stake out picnic tables early in the day, moving them into the flowing streams.

There are several, smaller, more-hidden swimming holes not far away, in the Golan. Just two weeks ago, we saw one at Deir Aziz. Up in the mountains of the Lower Golan, are the ruins of a second century synagogue/basilica. At the foot of the ruins are ancient springs, still flowing. They were once used as mikva’ot, ritual baths, for religious purification. Today, Orthodox Jews still come to immerse in the natural ‘baths’ and they have been bricked in giving more definition. Two of the pools still have their original seven steps hewn from the rock leading into the water

Further to the South, near the city of Beit She’an, is Sachne, or Gan haShloshah Water Park. Here there are natural, deep canals for inner-tubing and swimming; fishing holes; beautifully maintained streams for wading, and many landscaped and manicured pools to cool off in. This well-known park gets super crowded in the summer. There is a snack bar with a full line of refreshments, a gift shop case you forgot to bring your hat or sunscreen and golf carts for rental to travel from one pond to another. For those interested in Biblical history, this park is at the foot of Mt. Gilboa, so it is most likely the place where David and Jonathan and the armies of Israel would come for recreation.

Ma’ayanot can be found throughout Samaria and Judaea (also known as the West Bank). Some of them (if they are close to an Orthodox Jewish village) have certain times when women can use them or men can go. Sexes are separate for modesty reasons. Most are small, deep natural springs that have been bricked to provide sure boundaries. Some have improvised diving boards. Others, tire or rope swings for taking the plunge. Most of these are word-of-mouth springs. Many are named with the Hebrew word Ein, pronounced ‘ayn’ meaning well, as in Ein Oz (Well of Strength), Ein Nov (Well with a View), or Ein Shoko (Shoko’s Well).

Do you recall the Bible story of David, running from the mad King Saul? The King believed David to be conspiring to assassinate him and take the throne, so Saul and his army followed David out of Jerusalem, into the wilderness. At the mountain oasis of Ein Gedi in the desert, David hid out. Amid the sandstone cliffs and jutting rocks are waterfalls from the seasonal “David River.” The water cascades down the mountain into natural pools. Springs feed the existing ponds, and it is a popular place for tourists. Just the idea of standing under a waterfall or taking shade in a cave where David, Jonathan and Saul were, brings the Bible to life. It’s very exciting. From the cliffs of Ein Gedi, you can look out over the Dead Sea to the east and the Arava Desert to the south. The views are absolutely breathtaking!

According to the Jewish oral tradition which goes into further detail on the stories found in the Torah, the Children of Israel wandered in the desert with Moses, Aaron and Miriam as their leaders. It is said, that everywhere they camped, there was an oasis or ma’ayan found for them by Miriam, Moses’ older sister. They enjoyed quail and manna and had fresh springs of water in the desert. And some of them still exist! Driving in the Negev, you can find signs for “Miriam’s Wells,” take an off-road drive and a short hike and voilà! They are very seasonal, so winter and early spring are the best times to find them.

For the locals, summer is a fun time. Schools are out. The temperature climbs and the humidity rolls in. Life slows down to a snail’s pace as people seek ways to cool down. There are the beaches of the Mediterranean or Lake Kinneret (the Sea of Galilee), although they can be almost unbearable during the day. These are best enjoyed late afternoon/evening. Shade. Seek shade! And cold water. And that means tree-lined, cold water streams. And hidden swimming holes. They can be found throughout the Land. Just ask a young person their personal favorite spot.

Serendipity!

Serendipity: an unplanned fortunate discovery; a common occurrence throughout the history of product invention and scientific discovery; finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for.

Since moving to the beautiful, diverse, completely random Land of Israel 8 years ago, John and I have learned to flow serendipitously. Around every corner we have found the unexpected… a glorious treasure of a tiny moshav (village) that used to be an art center, abandoned but with the ‘goods’ left behind; a little village that sells fresh goat milk products; secret swimming holes; archaeological and historical sites; an Olympic ice skating center on the Lebanese border; friendly and inviting people who grow organic products or make their own beauty products; beekeepers…. and winemakers.

Of course, I called to them in Hebrew… and of course, they answered back in English. They were Stanley Levin and Joey Fisch – grafting new vines onto their rootstock. Stanley, from South Africa; Joey from Chicago. Both had lived right here in the Galilee for ages. They invited us to walk the vineyards and take a look. Marselan, Petit Verdot, Grenache, and other beautiful, green vines. Theirs was a garage winery, Segev Winery, producing under 5000 bottles a year. I had to find out more, so arranged a time when we could go to their yekev, production/tasting cellar.

Both Stanley and Joey started out in the high tech industry. Joey had been growing grapes and making wines “since he was a teen.” Joey worked at Intel in business development, but always kept winemaking in reserve as a hobby. His wife, Gilat, worked at SAP Software with Stanley. On the weekends, Joey and Gilat hosted wine parties in Ya’ad, which is where Stanley and Joey first met. Ya’ad, founded in 1979 as Israel’s first technical moshav, had been allotted some small acreage by KKL/JNF. These were sprinkled throughout the surrounding forested areas and set aside for agricultural use.

In 2010, the JNF saw that much of their land had not been developed. The residents of Ya’ad faced an ultimatum: put the land to use or have it taken back. At the moshav community meeting, Joey and his brother-in-law volunteered to take one parcel or 10 dunam, which is 2 1/2 acres. It was serendipity. They were leased the land and split the property between them, planting olives and grapes. The little mountainside was absolutely perfect for growing grapes. It has deep, rich soil and a great climate. Joey began planting any grape he could find: Petit Verdot, Grenache, Mourvèdre. Because Joey was working full time in high tech, he could only spend vineyard time early mornings and on weekends (which here is just part of Friday and Saturday). He was getting a mere 20-25% yield, throwing away too many unused grapes and lacking in both time and man-power. He needed a partner.

Enter Stanley. He was working in nearby Karmi’el when SAP shut down their branch in 2013, throwing him into early retirement. Serendipity! Stanley decided that “now is the time,” and beside working for a Danish firm part time, he made the switch to winemaking. So he went to Ohalo in the Upper Golan Heights to study the craft for 2 years.

Joey Fisch and Stanley Levin, the two vintners, together began to grow more profusely. In 2014 an entire vineyard of the Marselan grape was planted. They were studying and learning from their mistakes and from experience, gradually becoming more sustainable in their farming. They stopped turning the soil. And they began letting cover crops (weeds) grow, dry out and be cut down but not removed. In this way, a natural type of mulching was established. This led to less drying out of the soil underneath and more nutrients going into the soil. It also added to an increase in good bacteria, resulting in much less use of any chemicals. The first years of production were good ones. All of the processing, the crushing, the aging in stainless steel and the transfer to French Oak barrels was done on site at their small, in-house facility.

Unexpectedly, in 2018, Joey moved to Germany, accepting a full-time position with Deutsche Telecom. He kept his house in Ya’ad, and is still involved in every single operation of the vineyard, just remotely. He returns to Israel for the harvest and at other times during the year. And it was serendipity that we ran into them both a few weeks back.

When John and I returned to find out about Segev Winery, Stanley met us and started the pour with a ‘22 Rosé from Grenache grapes. We finally found the summer wine we had been searching for! A beautiful shade of peachy pink, the Rosé has a nose with citrus and tropical notes, and was fruity, yet crisp and dry. I got a distinct cherry finish on the palette. Only 800 bottles were produced, so at 80 shekel a bottle, we bought 3. It’s a nice wine with salmon or grilled chicken, a great picnic wine or a bottle for just sitting on the porch sipping.

The next wine was their 2019 Vineyard Red Blend. A very deep purple/red wine with a jammy nose, this one was very fruit forward. With overtones of very ripe cherries, it was surprisingly quite light, however had a slightly rough finish… a bit of a sour bite at the end. The Vineyard Blend might become better with a little more age, and was only 70 shekel per bottle. This would be a good one to serve with pasta and mushrooms or lamb.

We moved on to the 2020 Stoney Red. In 2020, Joey and Stanley bought 500 kg of Cabernet Sauvignon grapes from a vineyard near Dalton, on the Lebanese border. Their friend, Gil Schatzberg from Recanati Wines sold them the grapes. Joey was in Germany when the Covid lockdowns went into full force, and Stanley had to isolate due to an exposure to the virus just when harvest was getting under way. So all the picking was done by family and friends while Stanley watched and supervised the entire operation remotely by camera. Schatzberg helped with the fermentation process and production. 40% Cabernet, 40% Marselan and 20% Petite Verdot makes this ruby red gem a well-balanced, very drinkable wine now. With a nose of ripe forest fruits, and a surprising hint of cinnamon at the finish, this is an amazingly good wine. It is absolutely beautifully balanced: 12% alcohol, only 2000 bottles were produced: the price coming in at 100 shekel a bottle. We bought one to add to the collection (but plan to return for more of this one- we have a feeling it will age quite beautifully).

Of course the best is always saved for last. The ‘21 Marselan is a deep crimson, leggy red wine. Redolent of blackberries and a slight bit of chocolate, it is pleasing on the palette leaving a mouth of ripe fruit and slight mint/sage. A great wine with a steak or red meat, it was only 85 shekel a bottle. This wine is sure to get better with age. We bought 2 bottles.

Segev wines are sold locally at their winecellar in Ya’ad (Misgav Regional Council), a few small stores local to Misgav and a few restaurants, including one in Tel Aviv. It was such a pleasure chatting over the wines with Stanley Levin, a great host. We will most definitely go back again!


I jump at any opportunity to make a drive to the wild, pristine Golan Heights. It’s one of our favorite places. Last month we were taking my son to his reserve duty. After we dropped him off we made the short, incredibly scenic drive to Azizo Lavender Farms (see two posts back). As we were leaving Moshav Kanaf, we spotted a large red barnlike structure and a sign for Terra Nova Vineyards. Again, serendipity. It was midweek and still early for Israelis, so when we walked in, we had the entire venue to ourselves.

There was a wide sweeping terrace surrounding the building. The views from the top of the plateau overlooking the Sea of Galilee, the Hula Valley, and mountains to the snow capped Mt. Hermon were reason enough to sit back and relax. What a spectacular place for a party! A wedding, birthday or Bar Mitzvah here would be perfect. Adjacent to the terrace was a large covered pavilion ready to barbecue the fresh Angus beef the Golan is famous for. There was plenty of room for a band and dancing.

Inside were two spacious dining rooms, with rustic, ranch vibes, a large wine bar, and a shop that sells local products: the Terra Nova Wines, olives and olive oils, local honey, soaps, jams and spreads. The menu included wines, cheeses, olives, and all sorts of light fare like quiche. Catering is available for special occasions. It actually felt like we had arrived at a winery in Texas – or California.

John and I got a table and ordered a wine flight and a cheese and olive platter. We asked our server auto tell us about the wines we had ordered and he called Roni to come in from the fields. Completely unasked. Completely unexpected that the vintner himself would take time out of his work to come talk to us. Completely Israeli. So it was a total surprise when a while later, a lovely young girl strided in confidently and pulled up a chair. In perfect American English, she exuberantly welcomed us to her winery. Ah!!! So this was Roni!

We were so taken with it all. And here is where serendipity, those truly chance occurrences steps in. John commented on her completely American accent, and asked if she was from the States. Roni Cohen-Arazia was born in Israel. Her parents were Israeli, but traveled the world and she with them. Roni, age 31, was completely Israeli, grew up outside of TelAviv, but had gone to boarding school in Switzerland. She would visit her parents who lived in Camarillo, California. Her father, Effie Cohen, worked at Amgen in Thousand Oaks!! Oh my goodness, what a small world! We explained that’s where we’re from. My husband worked directly across the barrenca from Amgen. We had many of the same friends it turns out. Who’da guessed??

After high school and IDF service, Roni received her biomedical engineering degree from Tel Aviv University, but found it boring. “I found myself a lot in wine bars and wineries to lift my spirits, and worked through uni in restaurants and wine bars where I learned a lot,” she explained. “I wanted to see the production side, study the fermentation and chemistry of it all. So I went to wine school here in Israel. In Katzrin in the Golan at Tel Hai’s 2 year viticulture program.”

She told us that there were 3 partners at the agricultural co-op in Kanaf. These men, residents of the moshav, had a large dairy farm; grew olives and had berry fields. They had 20 dunams – and in the perfect volcanic Golani soil, with its hot days and cold nights, is perfect for growing grapes. especially Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot and Shiraz. They later purchased another 11 dunams nearby where Carignon and Vigonier are grown. Roni started working for them at Terra Nova, a boutique winery with a 15,000 bottle a year output, in March of 2021, and in 2022, the original vintner left the entire production line to her! Now that’s serendipity!

Roni poured generously for us as we chatted. We started with their B’reshit, appropriately named… in Hebrew, ‘in the beginning.’ It was a heavy, jammy fruit-forward nose, nice and leggy on the glass. Aged in French oak barrels, B’reshit is a red blend of Shiraz (50%),Merlot (30%)and Cabernet (20%) – 13% alcohol, at 100 shekel a bottle. It had a forest fruit taste with a hint of bell pepper and was surprisingly light and refreshing. It’s a great wine to serve with cheese and olives and would go really well with Italian food. We bought 5 bottles.

The olives, grown and cured right there at the Golan property, were amazing. It was wonderful to be able to sample the different varieties of olives and the olive oils (both a Spanish and a Greek stock). The accompanying cheese and veggie platter was more than generous for all of us to share. Even though it seemed we were drinking a lot, the food and the very long conversation tempered the alcohol. All of the cheeses were made from local goat and cow milk. I am currently working on making the most delicious herbed goat cheese from the recipe Roni got for me. Everything comes from Moshav Kanaf. There was labaneh, humus, and a delicate raspberry jam as well with fresh blueberries and mulberries(tree strawberries) on the side.

We tried a 2020 Terra Nova Winery Special Edition with minty, sage overtones to the nose. I got a nice, subtle smokiness from swirling it and smelling. This wine too, was a leggy red – a blend of Shiraz, Cab, and Merlot. Heavier than the B’reshit with a deep cherry finish, slightly oaky. A great wine with barbecued or smoked meats. We got 4 bottles.

We tried their Barrel 14, another special edition red, very heavy with some intense tannins at the end. The 2020 Carignon smelled of blackberries, but I was also getting hints of peppery spice and olives. It was spicy but with a smoky finish and a bite.

The Noam was absolutely delightful… berries and flowers to the scent. a bright honey taste, but not at all too sweet. For a red, it was bright and flavorful, great with lamb or to serve alongside either a cheese or charcuterie platter. The Noam was a well-balanced very drinkable wine. It is a very different Cabernet, Shiraz blend with a splash of Vigonier (white wine)and we bought 3 bottles.

The wines Roni has blended are all still in barrels aging, so are not ready for tasting yet. This is all fine and good as we can’t wait to go back. The wines do not have Kosher certification. Terra Nova offers a membership club to those who sign up with a very nice discount to members. They sell to private consumers only and will deliver to door in the Golan/Galilee area. This offer includes not only wines, but olives, olive oils and fresh-picked berries.

Israel’s Got Talent

When we moved from the greater Los Angeles area to Israel, we really felt we’d be giving up a lot. We were pretty spoiled, because LA/Hollywood is supported by “The [Entertainment] Industry” and so many of our friends and neighbors were connected in some way… stunt men, costume designers, editors, composers, musicians. We had so many musical genres represented from pop to hip hop and rap to Broadway, jazz and the best in classical with the Los Angeles Opera, Los Angeles Philharmonic, LA Master Chorale and smaller opera companies, choruses, and conservatories. We were never at a loss for entertainment from rock concerts to childrens’ choirs and loved our summers at the Hollywood Bowl and season tickets to the opera.

I really didn’t know what to expect culturally when we first moved, but I was told that each large city had its own first-rate music conservatory. This was important, as our son was a trumpet player, and I wanted to afford him the opportunity to continue his lessons and have performance venues as well. In addition, throughout the year different cities and kibbutzim host all types of concerts and festivals featuring both local Israeli talent as well as talent brought in from abroad.

Music speaks to the soul and as such, is so important across cultures. We’ve had the chance to experience firsthand the local flavor of the Arabic music and have visited some of their music schools. We’ve enjoyed Yemenite bazooki concerts and French café style entertainment. The Ethiopians have brought with them their own heritage in liturgy and contemporary music and the immigrants from the former Soviet bloc countries are known for their early training in the classical arts. We’ve found Arab Christian bagpipe bands in Nazareth, a hold-over from when Scottish missionaries came to the Holy Land in the 1800s. And we even have a good friend who is the promoter of heavy metal concerts coming to Israel.

Each year, our local music conservatory hosts a fundraising concert with all the proceeds going back into community programs. At first, we were reticent to go, but now look forward to this event as the range of musical talent is representative of the diverse fabric of our society. There is a beautiful women’s chorus made up of religious Jewish, Arab Christian and Druze and secular young ledies. They sing liturgical, folk and classical chorale pieces.

There are several sopranos, who sing the standard art song repertoire in Italian, French, German and even Arabic:

Our mid-sized city has so much talent, including a young woman cellist who has won several international competitions and will go on to study music after her army service; Russian siblings, ages 11 and 13, pianists who both perform solo and duets; a flutist from Canada and a Ukrainian balalaika player who has been performing professionally since he was six and now serves in the IDF, but made the time to play at this concert.

Karmi’el is one of several cities that prides itself on its Children’s Village. There are 200 children from grades 1-12 who live on the spacious and well-manicured campus. Some are orphans, but many come from broken, abusive or disfunctional families. Separated into 16 “mishpachtim” or family groups, they live in large, specially designed homes with sponsor parents and their families. All the kids attend the public schools, but return to the village for afternoon activities, clubs, music and dance lessons, therapy and sports. In this well-rounded program, the older children help with volunteer service projects within the city. Their success rate in academic excellence, reintegration into society, military service, sports and entertainment is unparalleled. One of the young men recently won Israel’s version of The Voice, Junior. Each year, they put on an amazing show for the community at our local theatre arts complex.

Just before the first wave of lockdowns due to the pandemic, John and I went to a hands-on drumming workshop in Nazareth. It was tremendous fun learning about the darbouka, made of wood or aluminum and covered with leather from donkey, goat, camel or skin, each having a different sound. Demonstrations even included a fish-skin covered tambourine, a bandir, based on the ancient models. The last clip in this series was an ancient Aramaic song from the book of the prophet Jonah: the prayer he made from the belly of the fish. The melody itself is centuries old.

During the summer, neighboring Tsfat hosts a three day Klezmer music festival. At Kfar Blum, a kibbutz in the Upper Galilee, there is a weeklong classical music festival. The kibbutz operates a first class hotel and the venues, for both indoor and outdoor concerts are said to be quite pleasant. The festival features vocal and instrumental music with world class guest artists from throughout the world. Jerusalem hosts an international oud festival (an ancient stringed instrument), and the Red Sea resort city of Eilat is famous for its international jazz festival.

In years past, in the Galilee, there was the twice annual Jacob’s Ladder Festival with the best in bluegrass, Celtic, and blues. Most festivals here are very family friendly with activities and workshops for even the youngest. In the early summer, on the shores of the Sea of Galilee at Ein GeV kibbutz, there is an choral music festival of mostly Hebrew and European choirs. It also includes a competition.

Speaking of competitions, Israel has been placing first in the Eurovision Competition, a huge international “Who’s Got Talent?” show broadcast throughout Europe. Israel hosted last year in Tel Aviv. The Abu Ghosh Music Festival (just south of Jerusalem) is home to a classical vocal competition in the Spring. Vocalists come from all over the globe. Performances are held in ancient churches and cultural arts centers in the area. Master classes are open to the public.

We had tickets to the Liturgical Festival, but because it was during the pandemic, the events were all livestreamed.

There’s something here for everyone. If you’re into indie, the InDNegev Festival each October is the place to be. The event has grown each year since 2007, and now includes art exhibitions, poetry readings, movies, and huge parties lasting all night. As with several of these types of festivals, camping is strongly encouraged. Every winter, there is also a Grateful Dead festival with live music cover bands as well as dance tents and hippie art shows. If raves are your thing, then there’s the Minus 424 (meters below sea level) Dead Sea Rave. Electronica, lots of DJs and laser light shows have festival goers dancing from sunset to sunrise with the red desert mountains as part of the surreal backdrop. And not to be outdone by America’s Burning Man Festival, there is the infamous Midburn Festival in the Negev Desert each October. A combination Woodstock, Coachella and Burning Man, the participants themselves are the ones who create the performances. They set up an entire weeklong installation in the desert. It has become so popular, that you need to know someone who is part of the event in order to get a ticket.

Israel is truly a crossroad of the world. Because of its proximity to Africa, and due to the influence of our Ethiopian, Eritrean, Nigerian and Ugandan immigrants and visa holders, there are several AfroBeat, AfroJazz, heritage and Reggae concerts throughout the year. Every city has multiple entertainment venues, and most events are free to the public, like the Nuite Francaise which even included a wine and cheese bar and ballroom dancers!


And of course, we have our own mega stars singing pop, hip hop, and indie folk. All during the summer, our Israeli entertainment icons perform concerts in amphitheaters all over the country, many are free, sponsored by the municipality.

(Warning: the next two video clips include bright, flashing lights-)

The very popular Hatikvah 6
Static & BenEl, a high energy boy band, is extremely popular here

Saving our favorite Israeli performer for last: John & I first heard the music of Idan Raichel in Los Angeles in 2010. We saw him at different locations in California and we haven’t missed one of his concerts here (which always sell out in hours). Idan first started performing (accordion) at age 12. He’d play for the dancers at the Karmi’el Dance Festival every year. Last year he, most deservedly, received an honorary PhD in philosophy from BarIlan University and has been named Israel’s Poet Laureate. His music is not only beautiful, but the words! About the beauty of life, of love and friendship, of peace and unity. Many international recording stars have teamed up with Raichel to form the world-beat Idan Raichel Project. It truly is peace through music. So I leave you with this- Enjoy!

Solo performance at the Elmaa Arts Center, Zichron Yaakov