The memoir is written by a man who was born in Nahalal, Isreal in 1948. I loved the delightful story about Shalev’s grandmother Tonia, a Russian immigrant who marched to the beat of a different drummer. Obsessive cleanliness ranked high on her list of priorities, and the telling of her life on a moshav and the vacuum from America is very funny and loving. I think the story is one most can relate to as it is about familial relationships and the embellishments which accompany the stories told by relatives about each other.
Read this book. I highly recommend it. It is wonderful!