My name is Yotam (Yo-tom or Yo-tahm).
I'm a recovering whole milk drinker.
I was born in a small fishing village in the north of Israel. My grandad was a fisherman, my dad was a fisherman, and I too embellish the truth when telling stories.
Like baby Moses, I was placed in a wicker basket and left to drift with the current across the Atlantic, hitting shore in New York City. New York proved to be more dangerous than the Middle East. I’ve been in several life-threatening situations, all involving scuffing someone’s Jordans.
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