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The things I’ll miss…

February 12, 2018January 25, 2022 Posted in beach, Friends, leaving Tel Aviv, Nahat, Olive Korner2 Comments

I’d ask myself, How did I get here? How did this happen? then remember, and forget again, and carry on like everything was normal, which of course it was.

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Beginnings. Endings.

January 22, 2018January 24, 2018 Posted in Dan, Friends, leaving Tel Aviv, Moving, Nahat, Olive Korner2 Comments

I have a memory of a group of us dancing on a pontoon on the lake one Friday night that I think about if ever I need to reduce my blood pressure.

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A self-saucing pudding

September 18, 2017May 30, 2019 Posted in Ben, Nathan, Olive Korner, Uncategorized8 Comments

Nathan, whose greatest fear is that he’ll develop a resistance to Botox, returned from Frankfurt with the face of an inexpressive eight year old.

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Keton

September 4, 2017November 14, 2017 Posted in Ben, Food, Friends, Nathan, Saturday, Uncategorized1 Comment

A man at another table pointed at me, his hand trembling, and said, “Itzak Stern sat there.”

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Fat fatty fat fat

June 23, 2017February 4, 2022 Posted in Food, Olive Korner, Uncategorized2 Comments

Elli leaned closer, his face serious, and told me something surprising. At least, I was taken by surprise.

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A year in Tel Aviv

I arrived in Israel from London in November, slightly dazed. The process of getting here had been smooth, maybe too easy. What would I do here? What would I find? Who would I meet? Would I stay?

This blog is my attempt to answer those questions. The posts aren’t in any sort of chronological order.

White Meat, by the way, is what
Israelis call pork.

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