Jewish Journal

Matthew Rosenbaum

  • A Night at Cafe Hillel

    September 30, 2004 | 8:00 pm

    Mangled metal and scattered limbs have a way of changing one's perspective.

    On a warm night in Jerusa-lem, my friends and I sat at Cafe Hillel on Emek Refaim Street, sipping coffee and beer, enjoying the glorious freedom of the Israeli drinking age of 18. We Americans were happy to...

  • Friends Find Real Flavor of Europe

    July 15, 2004 | 8:00 pm

    We sat at a table by the water in Venice, Italy, enjoying gourmet pasta and the serenade of two accordion players nearby. A waiter brought dessert menus, and we struggled to speak to him in very Americanized and pathetic Italian. Like thousands of others college-age Americans, my...