HAPPY NEW YEAR – Horsing Around 2014

Its early February the sun isshining and the New Year is far from over for 1 Billion Chinese and thats not taking into account Chinese outside of the mainland. I’m so looking forward to the Year of the horse even though I’m not really Chinese, although I can claim some connection seeing as my mother was born in Harbin, China and studied in Shanghai until her late teens I grew up in Australia.

Today I’ve made my life in Israel faced with many challanges. Riding a Camel for 3 days in the desert was both comfortable and stable which wasn’t my experience on a horse. But like my past-time of Betting on the Australian Cup , going to the stables at the Race Course checking out my favourite Brumby it’ll be a while before I gamble again and now I can look forward for get to being lucky enough to get invited into the VIP Lounge.

Its time to check out the latest styles in Red Polka Dotted daks (according to one of my sources) from the local department store having heard about it reminded me of my trip in Australia where I stumbled upon a tree painted with a teeny weeny polka dotted bikini which was almost as good as this picture of a car rental place near Cairns.

I’m told its a New Year tradition to bring in Good luck in.2014 which ends on February 18th, 2015 and the Wooden Horse symbolises  Jiǎwǔnián, also called asMùmǎnián (Wood Horse). The Chinese  year 4712  is based on the Lunar Calender as is the Jewish Calendar which begins around September and is 5774 years old and counting. .

The spirit of the horse is recognized to be the Chinese people’s ethos – making unremitting efforts to improve themselves. It is energetic, bright, warm-hearted, intelligent and able. Ancient people liked to designate an able person as ‘Qianli Ma’, a horse that covers a thousand li a day (one li equals 500 meters).

Travellers  born in the year of the horse have ingenious communicating techniques and in their community they always want to be in the limelight. They are clever, kind to others, and like to join in a venture career. Although they sometimes talk too much, they are cheerful, perceptive, talented, earthy but stubborn. They like entertainment and large crowds. They are popular among friends, active at work and refuse to be reconciled to failure, although their endeavor cannot last indefinitely. Making friends around the world is a favourite pastime.

Having  vowed to renewed old friendships and make new ones this year , before embarking on a trip overseas next year.  Meeting  people from all around the globe teaches us to be tolerant and more understanding yet I find myself challanging personality traits given to people from different countries having lived a childhood in such places.

My perception of people from Austria, Czech Republic, Finland, Hong Kong/China, India, Russia or South Africa evovles and the stigmas involved give us preconceptions that in some cases prove correct until you meet a backpacker whom shows you the down to earth perceptions of people whom are continuously breaking walls of resistance challanging their fears and reaching new heights.

Some may be atuned to the works of Mozart and picturing Austria as a place of lush green hills and snowy Alps is very enlightening. Of course Arnold Shwarzzeneger put Austria on the map for Sports achievements and continued to show the world how trusting  instincts may not show sporty spirit but definately gives one an anchor to hold on to when in unfamiliar surroundings and can teach us all to be weary of the friendliest of intentions.

Still the sporty competitiveness of Austrians and Australians alike should be admired but not at all costs. My mothers cousin made a life in Australia after batting it out on the Tennis courts in China with a smile that would capture my heart when I think back to the precious moments I spent with him. Maybe it was life in China from my Austrian and Russian /Ukrainian background which instilled in me the spirit of the horse.

The spirit of the horse is recognized to be the Chinese people’s ethos – making unremitting efforts to improve themselves. It is energetic, bright, warm-hearted, intelligent and able. Ancient people liked to designate an able person as ‘Qianli Ma’, a horse that covers a thousand li a day (one li equals 500 meters).So in an effort to follow ancient Qianli Ma tradition I reached the Everest and ever since I’ve been on the run..

The memories of Sydney at its best on New Years Eve , will always  be  in my heart as are the galloping horses, from the movie Man from Snowy River.  reminding me of the Blue Mountains and abseiling /rappeling off  cliffs or the Scenic Railway which was as much fun as the Funicular in Hong Kongs Peak or Flamsbahn on the Flam Line in Bergen, Norway.

Warm people from Freezing Finland, Czech Republic or colourful India have inspired me to continue to travel and have faith in people opening my home to guests from around the globe over the years.

I dream of learning Spanish to speak with South Americans, and Spaniards and maybe even allow for me to understand Ladino a language still alive amongst Jewish ancestors in Israel and  around the world.Maybe one day I will get to go on Safari to Africa, see the waterfalls, tribal villages and beauty of South Africa inspired by the faith the late Nelson Mandela had in his people but for now I can dream in a world that peaceful harmony can be reached if we all accept each others differences and practice tolerance and abhorance for all types of terror and violence by teaching our children to communicate with one another no matter the language we use.

 Finally utilising my Couscous pot we were given as a wedding present years ago I managed to make delicious Dim Sums with Sweet potatoes and others with Capsicum or Red Peppers if you prefer. Celebrating The Chinese New Year was a special treat this year falling on a Friday Night and tempting me to be innovative for 4 customers whom insist I do it every year…

Guess its time I get out the Chinese Cookbooks. And share a few important facts for those of you whom were lucky to associate with those born in the year of the Horse whom like to move in glamorous circles while pursuing high profile careers.

Lucky Facts to horse around with!

Wu Xing (The Five Elements): huo (fire)
Yin Yang: yang
Lucky Colors: brown, yellow, purple; Avoid: blue, white, golden
Lucky Numbers: 2, 3, 7; Avoid 1, 6, 5
Lucky Flowers: calla lily, jasmine, marigold

So smell a Lily, marigold or Jasmine flower as you enjoy your Chinese Tea welcoming a great year ahead. Share my post and share your predictions for the year of the Horse.



Winter Lights and Hanukah in Israel

Now the sun is out after it snowed here in Jerusalem but this time I took a raincheck, just thought you might like a pic of me and my Snowman from many years ago. Every year it snows for a few days in Jerusalem normally it happens in January or February and on a lucky […]

From Lithuania to Lochness

I’ve always thought of eating Haggis but when visiting Scotland found it more interesting to watch the Bagpipe players in their kilts. Still I enjoyed going to Lochness and Aberdeen with a German friend whom I continued to correspond with 8 years later after I spent time in the fjords and continued onward through Europe visiting Turkey, Italy, the United Kingdom and Bulgaria.

Recently I’ve been fortunate to meet some lovely Eastern Europeans visiting Israel and the memories from my Polish grandparents and Russian friends seem to cloud my sense of time.  Instead of living the moment these wonderful guests have helped me to couchsurf as I listen to their wonderful stories from their hometowns.

Lithuania until now a little known Country near Poland with the Capital Vilinuis yet on a wish list to visit. Having around 75% of Sth African Jew originating from Lithuania whom are now scattered in Israel,Australia and the UK, living in Australia  as a result of WWII and the end of the Apartheid region I was curious enough to want to meet my first Lithuanian, hopefully the first of many as we enjoyed discussing familiarities such as tastes from my past. Borscht a Beetroot soup I devoured at my Russian Aunts and Potatoes and Pickles which reminded me of my Polish ancestory.

Poland, Russia, Ukraine, Czech Republic and Lithuania all places I’ve found to be enticing enough to list as countries travelled to on my bucket list for the future. But for now Bulgaria, Belgrade are the first off my list as places in Eastern Europe I have fond memories of.

The description of the forests and the Old Town take me back to my travels in Finland, yet sitting on my lounge room couch thinking of Bulgaria and the days I spent with my twin girls backpacking through to Nessebar and Varna in the midst of the biggest hail Storm in 90 years.


A smile from my guest as I enter the streets of Jerusalem on Shabbat to bring my guest home for the night.  Strange as it seems already within 20 mins a bond is formed with a stranger from afar.  We exchange recipes and stories and prepare for a day filled with Music.  Modiin transforms itself every year during Autumn for a weekend of Music from around the globe be it Irish melodies or Folk music from Israel and around Europe  as one listens to the local Jazz bands play Kleizemer music  as we continue to dance.

In Lithuania rains fall as I watch our Autumn trees turn yellow amongst shades of brown and green. The storms in Litnuania bring beautiful Amber stones to Lithuanians that are then turned into ornaments or gifts like the souvenirs given to my daughters. Here the sun shines gazing at the beauty in my hands and my memory recollects the friendship stone I was given some years back by a friend whom returned to America leaving me behind a gift from South Africa.  One day my son will recieve it as a token of my love. But for now my twins admire their gifts of Amber adorning their necklines proudly to show off to their classmates.

Having spent time farming for root vegetables and Potatoes the idea of making a vegetable soup from potatoes, carrots, celery and pickled cucumber entices me almost as much as Beetroot Borscht.  But for now I will share my Beetroot salad recipes for those whom wish to delight in a sweet accompaniment to any main course.


Beetroot Walnut and Goat Cheese Salad – After cooking beetroot and slicing it into cubes.

Add the Walnuts and Goat cheese cubes with a touch of Olive oil and Salt and Pepper.

This salad is quite delicious along with my Beetroot, Prune, Walnut, Mayonnaise Dressed salad will be added to my favourites for a festive meal.  And so until we travel again we can dream of Galapagos Islands ,Lithuania or Prague to keep my curiosity up.

Out of Africa- Ethiopian Delights

Out of Africa is a movie I vividly recall from the days I used to frequent Cinemas, these days I’d prefer to see exotic places for myself.

Ethiopia, Sth Africa,Kenya, Zebras, Elephants or Lions all fascinate me. Like South America ,Africa is a continent I dream to travel in and meanwhile I’m being introduced to the different foods they serve.  I arrived in Israel together with Operation Moses without a connection to a community organisation yet knew family members would welcome me to the country. The essence of adjusting to a new country is enriched if you have a family or community support and all the more a necessity to endure the hardships of living in Israel.

Special Events in July

Ethiopians from Modiin

I’ve always been interested in Ethiopia, wether it be from living in Australia meeting an Ethiopian from Gondar whom had befriended a close friend whilst they studied at University together or meeting Ethiopians in a nightclub in Amsterdam. Arriving in Israel at the same time as the migrants from Russia and Ethiopia I was informed they were given preference as I had arrived from Australia I didn’t require any aid.

Well that left me alone looking for direction, stumbling around having climbed Ben Nevis, seen the Everest and the Pyramids.Travelling by train I also enjoyed the Valley of the Queens and Kings straight out of the Agatha Kristie Movie Death on the Nile… The Ethiopian Jews whom settled in Israel walked the deserts through Sudan and lost many friends whom couldn’t make it to Gondar or Addis Ababa  to save their heritage or return to their homeland after years in exile.

Their restaurants thrive and their culture can be seen in the businesses they set up or in the centres that they live in.  It was a surprise for me to discover my favourite Cafe in Tel Aviv recently thanks to a Shabbat Dinner I attended by chance.

I attended an evening dedicated to Ethiopian Jews in my home town and learnt that we have almost 30 Ethiopian families in Modiin and a total of 2% of the population of Israel are Ethiopian Jews.

Being introduced to their breads  and snacks of roasted wheat and their baby humous which were roasted in spices and observing  a traditional Ethiopian Coffee Ceremony where the youngest person of the family honours the eldest members serving them coffee welcoming guests to their home .

Walking the streets of Jerusalem often I pass an Ethiopian restaurant in the Centre of the City but seeing as I don’t eat meat I’ve never eaten there. Still the Ethiopians staple bread is the Ingera much like the Yeminite Lachuch a large pita that one wrips up as you devour dips and fill your senses with the smell of cooked legumes or spinach or potato side dishes.  In fact eating at Tanat reminded me of my days in India and the Cafe I frequent in Machane Yehuda to reminisce of travels to Agra and Varanasi.  So now I’ve met Itzik a cool dude with a passion to keep his heritage alive in Israel I’ve become his number one fan.

Itzik of Tanat Vegan Restaurant

Ingera at Tanat

His Cafe is in the heart of South Tel Aviv near Allenby Street or the Bus Station area, passing the illegal Erithrean makeshift restaurants one reaches Zchelnov Street and Tanat. Itzik surprised me as not only was he fluent in Hebrew but he conversed freely in English with Tourists walking by and the locals that pass by enroute to work or off to the local nightclub.  The warmth he showed me was just what I needed on a late Friday afternoon before Shabbat came in and the recommendation by a bunch of guys I met over a Shabbat dinner to try out this Vegan Cafe in Tel Aviv proved worthy.  Actually I really wanted a fresh Juice but was content with the cold water he served me to quence my thirst as I had all but spent my last pennies on a fun day walking Shenkin Street seeing the local Art work by innovative Israelis in all the colours of the rainbow whom market their wares to the public.

Still the Ingera with a dahl like lentil dish and potato/carrot dish filled my stomach just like Popeye as I devoured spinach and every last mouthfull ready to drive home to welcome Shabbat and be greeted by my young son.

Traditional pottery and cooking courses are offered in the Community Center of Ramla for tourists to learn about Ethiopian culture during a visit to Israel.

Ethiopian Cafe
Itzik of Tanat Vegan Restaurant
Rehov Zchelnov 27, Tel Aviv
Telephone: 077-4813513

Yemenite Restaurant  –  Lachuch on Fridays
Marvad Haksamim
Moshava HaGermanit, Jerusalem

Traditional Shabbat Gazpacho

What a week its been for spontaneous travel experiences for me.. Having my days filled by my twin daughters its time for some ME time.  Friday night  I find myself alone again for dinner.

The previous day on a great site I’ve discovered for mostly younger travellers there is a Shabbat dinner just over half an hour away.  Great offer, and all I have to do is drive! No washing dishes just bring a drink!

Thinking I might be rejected cause they’ll look at my profile and see Im a mother of young children what do I have to lose, they are at their grandparents and its my night off for a Traditional Shabbat Meal with complete strangers.  Maximum – No Good? I hop in my car and return home instead of being miserable that my family isn’t with me. The best part is I don’t have to cook and come back rejuvenated.

So spontanety is my favourite word lately giving myself some unexpected experiences meeting people from around the world without paying for an air ticket and enjoying it too.

It took me a while;         What sort of a Street is Macdonall in Ramat Gan?              Discovering the residences of The Philippino Ambassador and an empty lot with overgrown plants and a block of units hidden away opposite a petrol station.   Finally I approach the home thinking I must be at the wrong place almost ready to turn away dissapointed at having received such a nice reply and some guy telling me I’m most welcome just walk down the street past the vacant lot and I take one last peek and decided to knock on the door.

Many years ago I lived in Ramat Gan and know the area quite well but had never been here. Greeting me to one of the best Traditional Meals for Shabbat a bunch of 8 Israeli guys ( 5 are flatmates) and 2 other females a Columbian and Russian gal and a couple very much together. A nicely laid out white table cloth with cutlery and dishes all ready for us to dine.  I get introduced to Morry, Adam,  Uri ,Nataliya ,Danielle ,Gadi and the others and chat with them about their travels in Africa eating Gali something I’m yet to try. Hearing stories of St Petersburg and Nataliyas new life in New Jersey, opposite we see an attic like bed above a very high large book shelf covered with some great Religious books and an enormous picture of 7 people in fancy dress from a Purim Party they held.  I’m flabbergasted this is the life I should have led, years ago I was also 27 and ready to party had just met my partner and my life changed course..

After the Kiddush and the blessing for washing our hands we enjoyed the 2 Traditional Sweet Hallahs , just like in my home with the blokes serving the meal.        We start off with a couple of jokes about the burnt fish, ( which wasn’t so burnt), and after enjoying a great Gazpacho with a dash of Tabasco, on come the Noodles, the Eggplant and Tahina dish, The sliced baked potatoes, and stuffed Capsicums/Red Peppers for those of you whom like them.  Thinking the company couldn’t get any better and the food was finished they announce a serve of Sharons Sorbet and Chubby Hubby Ice Cream from Ben and Jerrys.  They take off the dishes and bring on a juicy red Watermelon with some Salty Bulgariaa n Cheese Cubes which I dig into with a toothpick to finish off with an Israeli style treat.

The Couple leave and I’m getting tired with a drive home but the guys and 2 other ladies are still in the mood to party so I stay a little longer and just before I get too exhausted from talking about Tattoos and Bat Yam a seaside town in Israel I’m asked if I can offer Gadi a lift to Tel Aviv. I say my farewells hoping I’ll see this bunch of Israelis again some time.

Gadi tells me he is off to the US in a few weeks and I tell him a bit more about me and my Australian past and how I really enjoyed myself. Gadi assured me I’ll be welcome anytime whenever they next have a Shabbat meal and want to meet people just to bring my smile and not worry about my age difference.

Of Course I’m happy thinking it won’t happen too soon again and I head home to my children happy and rejuvenated for another weekend.

Suddenly on Monday I see a post for guests to join in a Sailing event in Herzilya after 6pm until after 9pm checking the post I see the couple are from my home town Modiin and are 10 yrs older than myself looking for a crew to sail the Meditteranean. The logistics are difficult but hey I pick up my young son from kindergarten take him home and get the older children to babysit for just over an hour until their father comes from work to take over.  Its surreal, maybe one can go back in time. Living in Sydney my late father co owned a yacht with a mate, and I used to sail into Sydney Harbour past the Sydney Opera House and Fort Denison frequently from  Rose Bay Wharf ,but Modiin has no Sea and the Meditteranean isn’t the Pacific.

But hey If I’m dreaming I don’t want to stop. I get to Herzilya only to discover I forgot my wallet and driving Licence at home hoping I don’t get caught by the police I decide to risk it. Luckily my daughter assures me shes put it in my bag for when I return so I know I’ll be right.  Meeting the couple at the Yacht Club reminded me of the best in Sydney and if I didn’t see signs in Hebrew I’d be sure I’m not in Israel.  I meet another Israeli, David, Kaya and Fredricka from Florence and a German guy called Alex whom proved very nice.  Well we sailed off into the Sunset looking onto the Israeli coastline pulling ropes and trying my hand at steering must admit Im a bit rusty…

Enjoying the two hour sail after a cup of tea we return relaxed and happy and I return home to await my next adventure and enjoy the company of friendly Israelis and tourists enjoying the lifestyle I used to live.

My Famous Gazpacho Recipe….


Bring on the Brocolli Penne

Bring on the Brocolli Penne

Mascarpone, Mozarella,   all cheeses I associate with Italy. Shavuot a festival for those with a sweet tooth. Even in far away Australia Italian food is considered a staple along with Pavlovas and Lamingtons. My favourite cheese cake is made from 5% Cream cheese and topped with chocolate.
Every 2 years on Shavuot I make it in memory of Rina from Kibbutz Afikim.  Still I have modified the base as I prefer the crust from crumbed biscuits and this year I used 1 Kg of 5% Cream Cheese when in previous years I used 750gr. Both amount are equally good. In Italy we ate Tiramisu which is made with Mascarpone and recently I decided to use it for a savoury dish of baked cauliflower with Sage which turned out delicious. Mascarpone is a very fattening cheese so I will try to use it sparingly although it is one of my favourites. In my home Mozarella reigns but I find it a bit bland as I prefer spicier cheeses for savoury dishes. Still Lasagne is a favourite and a recipe with tomatoes and 5% Cottage cheese follows. I like Italian food so much that when my son convinced me to go to Spagettim with a guest from the Hashmonite Kingdom we devoured a delicious Penne with Brocolli, Almonds and ricotta cheese with a salad using Balsamic vinegar in the dressing. Still this time I decided to forget the dessert although my son and the visitor from our neighbouring country did and promised to return to Israel again to share stories over Italian dishes.

Italian Food on the Go

Italian Food on the Go

In Italy we discovered a Piadineria in Salo and I tried the savoury version as we strolled around Lake Garda gardens and the promenade.   Of course after eating my Piade I ate a Sorbet Gelato before we headed back to Verona.   via PIADINE WITH SWEET FILLINGS.

Cheese Cake Please

Cheese Cake Please

Rinas Cheese Cake

Cheese Mix Chocolate Sauce topping
1 cup sugar 6 Spoons sugar
3 egg yolks 3 Spoons Cocoa & 3 Spoons Milk
Vanilla Essence (teaspoon)

First Cook Choc Sauce until l Sugar boils  then add 1/2 pack margarine and mix
Next after beating together 1 Kg Cream cheese (5%)
Pour onto  biscuit crumb base and pour over Chocolate sauce then place cake in fridge  overnight
Serve with your favourite drink.

Cheese Lasagne

Cottage Cheese Layer Tomato Sauce Layer 
2 Tubs Cottage Cheese  5% Tomato Paste
2 Eggs 2 Cloves garlic crushed
Parsley,Salt & Pepper Oregano, Salt & Pepper

In a dish place Lasagne Noodles, Yellow cheese, Cottage cheese layer add in Parsley and salt & pepper then remaining layer of tomato sauce, top it off with a layer of yellow cheese and bake at 180 Degrees C.

Then Serve with your favourite salad.