Most restaurants in California will serve a customer a glass
of water upon request. And some will even pour you water automatically the
minute you sit down at the table. Occasionally the waiter will stop by to check
if you need a refill. He will even leave you his water jar if you ask for it. Not
so in Israel. If you ask for water, the waiter has to place your order with the
bar and will bring over one glass at a time. Refills aren't automatic: your
waiter has to order another glass from the bar, which takes time and requires a
few friendly reminders.
I was born and raised in Israel, and later moved to California to pursue a Hi-Tech career. This blog describes my journey back to Israel after 20yrs in California.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
Giving 'Green Light' to Young Drivers
One of my ‘pet
peeves’ in Israel is the local driving culture. Admittedly, driving has improved
over the last decade or so, especially after major investments in road
infrastructure. Yet compared to California, I feel far more anxious on the road
here. I wrote about my dissatisfaction with driver behavior before, as in ‘Looking
for a Gentler Mr. Wheeler’. And according to my wife, I sound far less subtle
when I sit behind the wheel and curse. One day after sending yet another driver
to hell, she said to me “if you feel so strongly about the situation why don’t
you do something about it?”. Ah, wives and their pragmatism…
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Oil Change - In Broad Daylight
My car needed an oil change - nothing too complicated. I have done it myself in my younger days: you unscrew the oil plug at the bottom of the engine, drain the oil, replace the oil filter, screw the plug back, pour fresh oil on top and you’re done. It takes 20min max. But who wants to get down and dirty now days? Especially when lots of places (in California) offer to do that, plus lube, plus rotating your tires and inspecting your car – all for about $20? But wait, we’re not in California anymore…
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