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Am I Israeli yet? The misadventures of an Oleh from London.

By JEREMY CARDASH
October 31, 2005 16:46
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The slurper I have very few pet hates and none of them are really earth shattering or out of the realm of what might be considered normal. If my socks are not sorted into shades, my shirts hung in alphabetical order according to make and my shoes sorted by season, I just lose it. But seriously, my biggest hate is noisy eaters. Having to listen to someone eating like a cement mixer is frankly the worst mental torture I can think of. Gum is the worst, but soup definitely comes a close second. The restaurant was packed. The noise was deafening. American yeshiva kids yelling from table to table, four Israeli taxi drivers all apparently called Achi discussing their best fare of the day and the hub of families and friends laughing, arguing and chatting. Above all this rose the noise of a slurper. He sat there oblivious to world, slurping his soup. Read the rest of this blog »

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