Okay, not really, but they appreciate us. Last month Vogue magazine in Paris published 3 great articles praising Tel Aviv. Vogue magazine said that Tel Aviv is “a suitable place of refuge for the young fashionable French woman desiring a vacation.”
Well strap my face to the side of a pig and roll me in the mud – I didn’t think I’d live to see the day. Next you’ll be telling me that the rockets the Palestinians have been launching at us are actually Piñata‘s and we’ve been forgetting to see what candy is inside.
Specifically, Vogue called Tel Aviv exciting and vigorous, and full of style. Clearly parking wasn’t a criteria in grading the city.
The magazine recommended four restaurants: Benny Hadayag, Mul Yam, Nana, and the Suzanna cafe, which I’ve totally been to – does that make me cool and French?
The Vogue article comes just a few months after New York Magazine named Tel Aviv as one of the best places to visit for a 4-day trip (they didn’t mean the time it takes to get here and back). By a few months, of course, I mean a year. The New York Magazine article mentions Betty Ford (the restaurant, not the clinic or the person) as one of the best places to eat. I eat there all the time – I had lunch there today. Does this make me cool too? Am I going through a revolution?