Jad the Magician / El Mago Jad

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IT’S BEEN A difficult week. Not long before I was told I shouldn’t eat chocolate — gasp — The Kid Brother had a personal issue that has caused some drama. He’s fine but things at his apartment are a bit unsettled. It’s been difficult for me to turn off my brain and simply relax, so it was wonderful last night to go to another local favorite restaurant, Santorini, where, as usual, we were welcomed like family and then started off with dolmades (stuffed grape leaves) and tzatziki (yogurt, cucumber, garlic, and mint).

The owners’ son, Jad, is in his gap year before starting university. He’s spending the year traveling the world, with work stints at the restaurant to pay for it all. He’s a charmer and, we learned, a bit of a magician. He asked if we had a 5 or 10 euro note so he could do a magic trick. San Geraldo, the South Dakotan, was ready to give him a 50. I, the New Yorker, gave him a 5. Jad magically changed my mood.


HA SIDO UNA semana difícil. No mucho antes de que me dijeran que no debería comer chocolate — ¡jadear! — The Kid Brother tuvo un problema personal que causó un poco de drama. Está bien, pero las cosas en su apartamento están un poco inquietas. Me ha resultado difícil apagar mi cerebro y simplemente relajarme, así que anoche fue maravilloso ir a otro restaurante local favorito, Santorini, donde, como de costumbre, nos recibieron como familia y luego empezamos con dolmadi (hojas de parra rellenas) y tzatziki (salsa griega de yogur, pepino, ajo, y menta).

Jad, el hijo de los propietarios, está en su año sabático antes de comenzar la universidad. Está pasando el año viajando por el mundo, con períodos de trabajo en el restaurante para pagar todo. Él es un encantador y, aprendimos, un poco de mago. Preguntó si teníamos un billete de 5 o 10 euros para poder hacer un truco de magia. San Geraldo, de Dakota del Sur, estaba listo para darle un 50. Yo, el neoyorquino, le di un 5. Jad cambió mi estado de ánimo mágicamente.

Chicken souvlaki with salad. / Brochetta de pollo con ensalada.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

24 thoughts on “Jad the Magician / El Mago Jad”

  1. LOL!! JAd is a funny guy!
    LOVE dolmades !!! I was introduced to this as a teenager. My best friend’s father made these all the time. They were Lebanese and ‘grape leaves’ were a staple.

    1. Jim:
      The first time I ever had dolmades was when Jerry made them for our house-warming party in Washington DC in 1983. He’s made them a couple of times since but not for a long time. Santorini’s are always perfect.

  2. Jad is certainly a cutie! That magic trick is nothing! I’ve made hundreds disappear just buying dog food online 🙂 What does a grape leaf taste like? Does one eat it or is it just a wrap? Untraveled minds want to know!

    1. Deedles:
      Yeah, Jerry can make hundreds disappear in a moment (well, as can it). Yes, you eat the grape leaf, but I don’t know how to describe it. When it’s NOT good, it can be bitter and chewy. When it’s good — as it always is at Santorini — it’s tender and mild.

  3. I bet you’re just happy that wiser heads (yours) prevailed and SG didn’t fork over a 50!

  4. Oh! I’m sorry that I missed a few days, and didn’t know about the kid brother having an issue needing sorting out, and you having worries related to it, and then, the news about your diabetes! Yikes! Thinking about you!
    One of my dearest, long-time friends, Cheri, had diabetes, discovered when she was about 18. Like you, she was a healthy eater, not overweight by even one pound (though not active at all). She had to control her diabetes, later in life, with constant blood sugar level checks, and give herself shots to counter the effects of whatever she was eating. She kept things in good control. I hope you will be able to, as well!

    1. Judy:
      Your friend Cheri definitely had much more to worry about than I do. 18 is so young to be diagnosed. I hadn’t written before about my brother’s recent issue and won’t go into detail, but it’s been made more difficult as a result of the fact that the manager of the apartments recently moved up into the position and is not someone I have much confidence in. I’m hoping all will settle out and get back to the usual.

  5. Crap, you have had a bad week. I hope things get sorted with your Brother, tough when you are so far away but the place he lives seems mostly run well so hopefully they get it sorted.

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