Tel Aviv Diary: Karen Alkalay-Gut

We didn’t go dancing last night – we had some stuffed vegetables and Kubbe at Suzanna’s, but i was still sweating all over. It is humid. And we’re making all kinds of mistakes in our daily life because of it. Ezi erased all the corrected papers i was about to return by mistake and maybe a bunch of poems, but we’ve got them back after a morning of little heart attacks.
And now I’m off to a meeting – we changed the location at the last minute and decided to meet in an airconditioned mall instead of the open port. There is just no way to function in this heat – the only right thing to do is sit under a tree near the beach with a beer and catch an occasional fly.
With the taste of the incredible kubbe from Suzanna’s still on my lips.