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Jewish Blogger Meetup in Jerusalem & Online

21 Jul

Nefesh B’Nefesh is hosting a Jewish Blogger Conference August 20, 2008. Participants are invited to come to the event in person or attend online.

I look forward to meeting the people behind the blogs I love to read. I think they should include those of us who are in the micr-blogging community as well. Luckily for me I live in both the blogging and micro-blogging worlds.

Convention Schedule:

5:00 – 6:00 pm ‘Meat’ & Greet:
Mingle and network with fellow bloggers

6:00 – 6:10 pm Introduction:
Benzi Kluwgant, Marketing & Communications Manager, Nefesh B’Nefesh

6:10 – 6:50 pm Panel Discussion: Taking Jblogging to the next level: Increasing your readership, reach and influence
Blogger Panelists: Treppenwitz, Jewlicious, IsraelMatzav, Hirhurim

6:50 – 7:00 pm Break – Light Refreshments

7:00 – 7:15 pm Comedy performance by FrumSatire:
The Rantings of a Frum Yid with a Warped Perspective

7:15 –7:40 pm
Branding Israel – From Vision to Reality
Zavi Apfelbaum, Director of Brand Management, Foreign Ministry

7:40 –8:15 pm Building Israel One Post at a Time
Open Discussion with Blogger Panelists:
Oleh Girl, My Shrapnel, My Right Word, Treppenwitz

8:15 – 8:30 pm Closing Remarks:
Danny Oberman, Executive VP of Israel Operations, Nefesh B’Nefesh

8:30 pm Dessert

All food is strictly mehadrin


Cawfee.. my soon to be x-love

7 Oct

As a former Long Islander I pronounce coffee “cawwwwfee” and so for all intents and purposes on this blog the word coffee does not exist and cawfee does.

I have been drinking cawfee since the age of 16 and my heart and soul used to belong to Dunkin Donuts. Ahh- the perfect smell of ground coffee and donuts in the morning before I boarded the train to work.

Perfect that was until my first visit back to Long Island after moving to Israel. We drove straight from JFK airport to one of the four Dunkin Donuts near my childhood house.

I remember ordering my overly salivated Dunkin Donuts ice coffee at the Merrick Road location and took my first sip through the straw. To my chagrin the cawfee taste so weak, so full of water! I had been looking forward to this moment ever since my Nefesh B’Nefesh plane flew me to Israel 9 months before.

And this cawfee tasted terrible!

It took me until I returned to Israel to understand why. Here in Israel the only cawfee I drink is a cafe ha-fooch or a Latte. The cawfee I drink here has almost no water to it but is all milk. Milk base cawfee….even cold cawfee.. One shot of espresso with either cold or steamed hot milk.

At home to make instant cawfee (yes sometimes I resort to instant cawfee) and I have come to boil milk in a saucepan and add it to the instant cawfee and brown sugar in my glass mug.

But soon all this will come to an end. No more daily cawfee for me.

Au Revoir mi amour……….

I passed I passed I passed I passed I passed

11 Jul

I passed my Israeli driving license test. I PASSED!!!!

I made aliyah almost three years ago with Nefesh B’Nefesh and they give out a huge poster of “what to do once you’ve made aliyah”. The poster even lists the specific items and identifications needed per errand as a new Israeli.
Now I took care of getting the paperwork for my new Israeli license but I ended up being lazy and not getting it filled out by my physician or eye doctor. Low and behold a year had passed and the paperwork was expired.

Fast forward to almost three years later… on the last wire… four days before my three years are up… and I PASSED.

Holy crap I was so stupid for waiting till the last moment. I almost hyperventilated this morning waiting for the driving instructor to come pick me up and drive me to the test site. To kinda show how lazy/last minute I tend to be.. I got a call this morning at around 8 am to remind me that I had the exam today.

“Nachon, at 10am”
I replied.

Eyal my one lesson instructor (who is fabulous) responded, “No not at 10am but at 9:30am and remember you need to bring with you your ID and paid receipt for the exam”
(quick glance at the time… 8:15am)

“OK! No problem” I answered with false bravado “See you soon”

Shit- I hadn’t taken care of the reciept. Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit.

I quickly glanced online to make sure there was no postal strike (cause that would be too ironic),got dressed and ran out the door. Luckily when I arrived the postal office was not only open but filled with people waiting on line to pay bills. (In this country you can pay your bills directly at the post office and many citizens do so). I paid the bill, ran to the cash machine to take out money for the exam and was early waiting for my instructor.

I understand the need to take the Israeli driving test (driving laws are different here than in the US) but I have been driving for almost ten years and sitting in that driving seat with the examiner brought me back to my first driving examination at 17 years old where my ultimate freedom solely rested on my passing of that exam. Fast forward to me at 27 and I felt the same way.

All I can say is “Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed. Thank G-d I passed”

Now I warn you all – stay off the roads. I do not drive like a nice little girl but an aggressive NY’er. I can hold my own against yellow taxicabs.

You have been warned 🙂