Language holds endless possibilities, myriads of possible worlds… For me, writing is always ignited by friction, by a unique linguistic gesture that disrupts the routine of language and stands out within its current.
Ruby Namdar chose devoted father and husband over tormented artist and “great man”. He is still adjusting.
Persian Jews in Mashad hid their religion from their neighbors for generations, but still managed to hold on to their traditions and recipes like this shabbat dish.
It is hard to describe a sharper contrast then the one between the trendy spirit of the Lower East Side of Manhattan and the idea of a steaming bowl of authentic kubbeh soup. My first association with Kubbeh soup is of a small Israeli kitchen, presided by a skilled Iraqi or Kurdish Jewish grandmother, or of an equally small kitchen-restaurant in Shuk Machaneh-Yehuda, the famous market of Jerusalem.