May - 2015

Blogs on marketing websites

are supposed to be about marketing.

Mine are not, with a few exceptions, and those are only because upon moving to Israel, I cultivated a habit of attending marketing conferences.

Because they were in English and I needed friends.

And sometimes, speakers inspire me, so then I write about the experience. But mostly, the blog is about an immigrant wrestling through an attempt to grow up.

In her 40s.

Why I Refuse to Eat Dinner as a Family

This post originally appeared in Kveller. Six o’clock was dinnertime in my suburban Wisconsin home in the 1970s and ‘80s. My working mother, a socialist ahead of her time, made sure that we all participated in a collaborative menu-making session every other Sunday so that the collective decisions were reached by majority vote and therefore less likely to be boycotted or spur a mutiny. It was always completed two weeks in advance, and posted on the fridge. The rule was: the fi