October 2, 2000
A woman wrapped in a dark sweater served me a bagel and a soda.
'This is my last night at the Adiv,' I said. 'Tomorrow I fly back to the US.'
'Ah,' she replied, 'You leave on a special day--it is the start of the Hanukah. Tonight I make latkes.'
'What's that?' I asked.
'Latkes are a special pastry we prepare for the Hanukah celebration. They are like a donut filled with jelly. I will have some for you as well.'
I thanked her, but thought nothing of it afterwards. The next morning I made my last stop for a bagel and was served by the same woman. As I gobbled down my on-the-run breakfast, she handed me a small, brown paper bag.
'These are for you,' she said, 'May you have a blessed Hanukah.'
In the bag were several latkes. It was not only the day that was special--I felt special too.
From journal Tel Aviv as a Base for Discovering Israel