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it is a truth university acknowledged that our lives in the epidemic have centered around food.  In Israel, we’re beginning to smell freedom, and that prospect for many has just added to our sense of confusion.  The other day I heard someone say: “The heart says – restaurant.  The head says – take-away.  The pocket says – toast.  

The possible opening of opportunities is wonderful for some, frightening for others, terrible for still others.  Mothers whose children were sent back to school and are now in quarantine are to me at the top of the list.

And we just had a take-away from Akiko… “Do you have a Green Card?” she asked.  “Wonderful!  Come in, sit down.”  She knows how much I love watching every process of the making of sushi, but we’re not safe yet, so we couldn’t bring ourselves to sit at the counter.   Eating sushi at our kitchen table I kept thinking how much I would rather have had toast…

 

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