Rosh Hashanah and its symbolic sweet honey cake gave me a new appreciation of Facebook this week. Do you like honey cake? Neither do I. I don’t know anyone who craves honey in the form of a dark, dense cake. And that is why I was surprised when my childhood friend, Linsey, pinged me with a Facebook message asking if I had a good recipe.
Linsey’s note included no formal hello nor acknowledgement that our last equally sporadic Messenger exchange took place five months ago. We had a flutter of messages a month before that, but the prior notes date back a year.
READ THE REST OF MY NEWEST ESSAY AT TCJEWFOLK.COM. It’s about lasting friendships, the unexpected sweetness of Facebook, and why I’m grateful to Facebook for helping me keep in touch with old friends, even if it’s sporadic and not the same as face-to-face or even a phone chat. Yes, I basically set out to write a new essay for the holidays and instead wrote a love letter to Facebook.
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