For the kosher traveler, finding an eatery or appropriate accommodations anywhere in the world seems as easy as clicking a mouse. Does that mean that the suitcases full of tuna and salami are a relic of the past? One thing is for sure. A traveler can never be too careful.
While in the shared Nesher taxi on the way to the airport I decided to ask the other passengers who were all frum and on the same flight for their opinions of the restaurants on my list. After all with so many choices why should I waste my time and money on one that was only average? And so I began (names of establishments have been changed):
Hi I don’t know London very well and I’d appreciate recommendations for where to eat. Has anyone eaten at a Bloomsbury restaurant called Ye Olde Kosher Bagel Shoppe?
Silence.
How about Moishe’s Curry Pavilion in Soho?
Silence.
The Jerusalem Sandwich Bar near Oxford Circus?
Silence.
Undeterred — despite the fact that I was sure that if this had been a taxi filled with Americans en route to New York I not only would have gotten information about the restaurants but also heard everyone’s life story and figured out how I was related to at least one or two of the passengers — I continued down my list. Finally a response to the last entry on my list a restaurant located on Baker Street.
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