For the holiday of Succoth, I spent a few weeks with my son and his family in Jerusalem. Outside of the city stands a lovely olive grove, open to the public for everyone to enjoy. My beautiful, newly wed grand-daughter, Nina, invited me to join her at the to pick olives in the grove.
As an aside, Nina's beloved husband, El-Ad, said to me "I was happy to receive your wedding present, but most of all, I thank you for giving me Nina." If I didn't like him before that statement -- I most certainly loved him for that most gracious declaration of love!!! The two of them met as volunteers aiding extremely poor Israelis. This shows what kind of people they are. Now, that's enough of the aside.
Nina was ecstatic picking the olives. I collected them for her and put them in a basket. When she had her fill of olives, we went back to her apartment. She washes the olives, dries them and then m makes all sorts of olive goodies. We later went out for pizza and guess what kind she ordered? You're right -- olive pizza!
Florence Glucksman
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