Bayit banamal

November 2, 2009 - 1:40 PM by Jessica · 1 Comment
Filed under: Business, General, Israeliness, Life

I’m not the first to write about Tel Aviv’s namal, the refurbished port/boardwalk at the northern end of the city. And I must confess a ‘hubati’ (read below) love for strolling along its wooden planks, hillocked in some places to encourage kids on scooters, bikes and skateboards, and with just the right kind of cafes and restaurants along its length. (Although, as my mother pointed out recently, there are not enough benches for just sitting and looking at the sea.)

(’Hubatim’ or a ‘hubati’ — pronounced cho-BA-tim — is someone or those from Holon/Bat Yam. It’s a tongue-in-cheek/somewhat derogatory term for the Tel Aviv version of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd, those who don’t actually live in Tel Aviv, but come in from the outskirts to enjoy ‘the big city.’ Another TLV friend of mine has a kindly term for those of us who don’t live in the Big Orange, ‘ambassadors and diplomats.’)

This isn’t an entry about hubatim, however, rather about a societal development that I noticed at the namal. Sure, it’s got the shopping, the restaurants, the event halls and bars. But during the day, besides the ‘ambassadors and diplomats’ strolling along the boardwalk, as well as the tourists and unexplained working-age people who are hanging out rather than working — btw, they must be freelancers — there are many, many moms with babies, pushing strollers and carrying babes in slings. Sure, it’s a nice place to stroll when you’ve got a kvetchy ankle-biter. And the Israeli commercial network is clearly starting to feed into that trend, with a Steimatzky’s for kids, a Shilav (of course), including a lovely playground outside the store, and Dyada, a kind of club for babies and their parents.

It’s all quite baby-friendly, which is a helpful thing when you’re trying to negotiate the real world from the vantage point of a double stroller loaded with two one-year-olds. Then again, all they really wanted to do was crawl after the seagulls.

Photo credit: Debbie Zimelman

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Tags: Big Orange, Dyada, namal, Shilav, Steimatzky, Tel Aviv

Burned

May 20, 2009 - 8:56 AM by Jessica · Leave a Comment
Filed under: General

wooden-playpen Just a quick post: I was at Shilav, a local baby store in my local mall, two places where I spend a lot of time these days, and was asking Miki, the store manager with whom I also spend a good amount of time talking, whether they’d gotten in any wooden playpens yet. He told me they hadn’t, and the entire country — the entire country! — is out of wooden playpens because there was something wrong with the last shipment…

“No playpens in the entire country?” I asked. “You mean, no other store has wooden playpens?” (Not that I’d buy the playpen at another store, seeing as I have many gift certificates at Shilav and therefore much money to spend there.)

“Nope,” he said. “We all get them from the same importer and the wood was bad, so they burned them on Lag b’Omer.”

Just thought I had to share.

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