It has now been just over two years that I am living in Zürich, Switzerland.  Two years that I have been gushing to you on this blog just how in love with this city (and the entire country for that matter) I am.  If you’re thinking that the whole excitement of what’s new and exotic has perhaps worn off by now… nope.  Not one bit.  I am still in the newlywed phase with Zürich, a giddy sort of love that is resistant to any length of time.

But if forced to pick on this city I call home, well, I suppose I could fault it for a few things.  And I won’t even get into the question of linguistics.  Has anyone ever tried to learn Swiss German? My point exactly.  For an interview with Expat Voices, I was asked what I miss the most.  That answer was quite simple.  Small talk.  That is what I would criticize Zürich for – the lack of chit chat, whether it be with the lady at the cash register, the fellow on the park bench next to you, the waiter at a restaurant or just a stranger on the street.  I’m from New York; I talk to everyone.  And I miss that.

I also miss cookies.

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When I try to express to people just how much I love dates, here’s what I say: I might even love them more than chocolate.  That’s certainly a strong statement coming from me.  An apple a day keeps the doctor away (so they say), a square (or two) of dark chocolate keeps it balanced, and 5 dates a day… keeps me happy.

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