Israel is still celebrating their 60th anniversary, with parades and celebrations all over town. Yesterday, was the big Jerusalem Day parade. Sunday evening will see the celebration of Shavuot or Pentecost at the Western Wall. I am really glad to be here during this time.
I confess, I did have the almond croissant from Aroma Cafe, yesterday. It is one of my comfort foods and I was ready for it.
Last night, Will and I ate at Foccacia. The glassed-in patio has huge windows that open, so the evening breeze was terrific. One of my favorite restaurants and it was as good as ever. It is not a Kosher restaurant (as they serve bacon and cheese) but one of the featured items on the menu is goose (kosher). But the last several times I have eaten there, they have been out of the goose. My favorite salad on the menu is chicken with avacado, but sadly they were out of avacado. However, they had goose this time. Will and I laughed with the waitress about never having goose, and now having goose and no avacado. It is probably one of those things that you had to be there to appreciate.
It was an early evening for me and my jet lag.
What a difference a good night’s sleep makes in my life. Gorgeous morning (low 70’s) with a light breeze. It is going to be warm today (mid 80’s). Clear skies and still no rain. I headed out this morning and greeted everyone at the Frankforter Center—Boker tov, (good morning) and B’seder (fine). It just makes me think I can really speak Hebrew. I bought a handmade newborn-sized jumper with matching hat. I wanted a baby gift and it is just so cute. I got my paper and headed back for breakfast.
This morning I went to the Jewish Quarter because one of the first things I like to do in Jerusalem is visit the Western Wall (not wailing wall, we no longer wail), pray, and put my written prayers in the Wall. I finished and then I was off to visit old friends. I met with Moishe at Shorashim. We had a short visit and I headed to Blue and White Gallery. I visited with them and then headed to meet Will for lunch downtown (Ben Yehuda).
As I am walking from the Jaffa Gate to Ben Yehuda, I can smell the Rosemary plants. They grow like weeds and are very large in Israel. The aroma today is powerful.
After lunch, I have some computer work to do. The pecan pie is in the oven and I will probably make my famous spaghetti for dinner. Life is good.