Like many parents, I overthink a lot of decisions, and worry about things that probably don’t matter a whole lot in the final analysis. Can I buy the cheap No-Ad sunscreen, or must I spent $37 an ounce for the oxybenzone-free stuff? Should I say yes to that third tv show of the day? What about the horrid Country Time “lemonade” they insist on serving at kiddush – allow a cup? More?

Even though we lost just about our entire savings this week selling an “investment” property, sometimes I’m reminded of just how good we have it. To wit, read this brilliant and touching piece by Israeli author Etgar Keret  in today’s issue of Tablet. High Fructose Corn Syrup, indeed.