Hard to believe we haven’t been there before, the neighborhood pizzeria in the park.  kiddies, movies, 2 kinds of delicious pizzas (I had both), good beer on tap, and that’s all.  For some reason we’ve been having all kinds of reasons to meet friends in restaurants in the past weeks, our old haunt in Tel Baruch, Keton on Dizengoff, etc.  And the only one that disappointed me was Tel Baruch – not because of the food, which was the same as always – fine – but because the noise was deafening and the manager refused to turn it down.  While my phone kept telling me to get out of that environment –  I wanted to stay and enjoy the sunset over dessert.  But I didn’t.  And I don’t know if Groneman, with its meager menu, might replace my ‘regular’ place.

Why am I talking about food when our neighbors are running out of supplies?  I cannot believe any Jew would use food as a weapon.  It’s all we think about.  Something has gone terribly wrong with us.