You know how sometimes you just walk into a place and feel like nothing ever changes? That wonderful comfort of no matter where you are in the world, you can go there and feel instantly at home?
I went to IKEA today. I went so far back into my Toronto self I started looking at every kippah or tichel and wondering if I knew them.
It was awesome.
On the other hand, not that we got any, but it was pretty cool to know the Swedish meatballs were Mehadrin kosher.
I got a really nice square mirror for the living room as well as some end tables, tall, thin shelf to use for display purposes in the studio, and baskets to reorganize Channah's toys.
I am a happy, happy Israeli right now.