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Beet and Yogurt Salad

By: Danya Weiner As a food photographer I am inherently attracted to the sensuality of food. There are those foods which make my job more difficult, and those foods, like beets that make me excited to be shooting them. On a shoot, I am always on the lookout for the sensuality of the food im shooting, and I try to connect to that place in order to create the most appealing shot. For me, it’s not enough that the food tastes good or that it makes sense from a culinary standpoint, but it has to really look good (I know I sound like one of those superficial girls who only looks at hotties). Even the most delicious of foods that looks unattractive has the ability to dissolve all of my inspiration and creativity.  I’m completely biased towards shooting fresh, seasonal and beautifully inspiring produce and food. Here’s an example: this past Monday we were shooting for the blog. I was in the kitchen shredding beets. The little speckles of beet juice that were shooting around my workspace... 
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Saturday Morning at the Beach and Borscht

By: Danya Weiner Last Saturday I woke up at six in the morning and looked at the sky. After a stormy night, the white clouds and rays of sun signaled to me that my plans to join a group of men for their breakfast on the beach were still on.  I know it may sound like some weird plans for a married mother of two but there is an interesting story behind it. A few weeks ago I asked my uncle, Josie, about to tell me all about his “Saturdays on the Beach”. For years now I know my uncle has been meeting with a group of his friends, all men, on the beach in Herzilya every Saturday and having a feast. I decided it was time to see what this was all about. Twenty eight years ago- yes 28!- a guy named Gideon Ackerstein sat on the beach after a run and had a snack of pickled herring with two of his friends who lived in Herzilya. Gideon knew my uncle from work and he asked him to join along one day, for a shot of vodka and some pickled herring after a run.  They started making it a weekly habit,... 
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Fresh Tarts

By: Deanna Linder For an American, Israel to me appears to be a tribal society. Tribal not in any violent sense, but meaning "societies organized largely on the basis of kinship" as defined by many anthropologists. It was this kinship, mostly between friends, of no familial relation, that ignited my initial love for the country and its culture. For me, this has translated for a fabulous group of friends who have come as close as possible to the family I miss so dearly. In practical terms, this has translated in many group gatherings-our group rolls 18 deep-where undoubtedly food, and lots of it, is served. When it comes the time to divide the culinary duties, somehow, each time, I am asked to make a "peshtida", the Hebrew term for quiche. In the beginning I found it a bit offensive- the only girl in the group with professional culinary training- is being asked to throw a bunch of ingredients together and throw them in the oven.  Then I simply realized that at these group gatherings, peshtida's... 
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