banish the darkness

A cold wintery evening outside, inside there is a big warm living room. We are all gathered around my grandfather, who is lighting the Hanukkah candles.


Grandma Fira’s beautiful 3 layers plate

Family, fried foods, lights, wine, all coloured by orange and yellow flames in the fireplace, bright eyes meet, laughter and mumbling interrupt those singing “we have come to banish darkness...”

For a moment each year, I’m once again a little child, knitted sweater and boots, every thing is simple. For a brief moment, each year – I’m a believer.