May I be forgiven in the next world – but I cannot face cooking for the family  any more.  The tastes of the next generations are so foreign to me and my own cooking so tired, I need a break.  

So what does a Jewish princess make for dinner? Reservations of course.

The problem is that company comes on Shabbat.  And many restaurants in Tel Aviv, those that have survived, are not open on shabbat.  So I spent the morning looking for reservations for the coming birthdays – and there are quite a few.  

Why not get a caterer, you ask?  Same problem.  Also, I haven’t done this before and therefore don’t know where to begin and whether to test out a caterer on friends or family.

What I would like to do is make chicken soup, chopped liver, roast chicken – sweet-sour, potatoes, salad, compote and cake.  No one will go for that.