GTJ Feature – Michael

Editors note: As we prepare for the Jewish Person of the Year contest, we are highlighting the GTJ staff. Michael does much of the technical behind-the-scenes work on the web site. If you have a question about the site, he’s the one to ask.

You were with GTJ from the beginning. What has been the best part?

Seeing that passion and sweat can bring people together in spectacular ways. I’m especially proud of the 22,000+ page views we received in December and the hundreds of people that partied and raised money for food programs at the Falafel Frenzy (even though there was no falafel).

We heard you are an avid cyclist. Where do you like to take your bicycle around here?

In DC, I like to people-watch near the monuments and White House, especially on days like July 4 when they shut down the roads. In Arlington, I like the trails I’ve discovered, especially the one going through Glencarlyn Park and the Bon Air Memorial Rose Garden.

You’re no longer new to DC. What’s your favorite “DC” memory?

DC is a political town. The night Obama was elected, the excitement was palpable. People gave each other high fives and those in cars honked their horns. I went down to the White House with people and watched as thousands celebrated. No negativity of any kind. I later heard that not a single person was arrested that night, despite all the noisy and raucous celebration.

What’s your favorite Jewish food?

I love falafel and schwarma. In Israel, the two were always available together, but I use the choice as a metaphor for life: Why have falafel when you can have schwarma? Sure falafel is great but schwarma will beat it every time. And that’s coming from a guy that doesn’t eat meat more than once or twice a month.

Where can we find you on a Friday night?

I like to hop around, but will usually pick a Shabbat dinner that I know will involve schmoozing ’til late, like at Mesorah DC.

What song do you have stuck in your head right now?

Some mixture of Candlelight and Dynamite- I flip my latkes in the air sometimes; other times I throw my hands up in the air.