Shakshuka, labane, kube, druze pita, sachlev, 1,000 kinds of eggplant, falafel, techina, humus with lamb and pine nuts, schug, malawach, jachnun - one of the things I love best about living in Israel is the food.
Friday we took a friend’s visiting brother to Abu Gosh. He’s never been to Israel before, and we wanted to show him how good the food can be. Abu Gosh is a large Arab town just outside of Jerusalem. It’s well know throughout the country that Abu Gosh is a great place to go for authentic middle eastern cuisine. It isn’t fancy (at least, not the place we usually go), and it isn’t expensive, but man, the food is fantastic.
Before we ordered, we were served pita bread, falafel, and seriously good olives. The first course consisted of a variety of salads, goat cheese, humus with ground lamb, and kube (ground beef with cinnamon covered with some sort of batter, fried and served with fresh lemon). Then the meat course came with skewered spring chicken, stuffed chicken, “kebab” (spicy ground beef patties), rice with lentils, and more salad. We washed it all down with lemonade served with mint leaves. After dinner, we had warm baklawa and mint tea (or, for the more adventurous, turkish coffee). Perfect, perfect, perfect.
Today, we took our tourist friend to the Dead Sea. It’s pretty cold outside here in Jerusalem, but the weather was pleasant at 400 meters below sea level. We know someone who knows someone, so we got into the spa for free. We floated around in the sulfur pools for a while (Franklin forgot to take off his rings, and his silver ring turned black/bronze), then took a stroll down to the sea itself. The Dead Sea is a bizarre place, the ground is cracked and caked with salt crystals. Today the ground looked pink, it was like being on Mars. And when you face away from the massive mountains in the background you can look over the incredibly blue sea into Jordan - hello neighbor!
Anyway, on the way back to J’lem, we stopped at the “Last Chance” Bedouin cafe. I don’t think it’s actually affiliated with the local Bedouins at all, but you get to sit on the floor on cushions around a low table, and that’s a lot of fun. Again - middle eastern food at its best. I had schewarma in a lafa - yummmm. I like it here, I think I’ll stay.










We went to Netanya this weekend. The Embassy rents an apartment there, and everyone at the embassy gets a week to spend there. The trick here is this: if you invite people with you on your week/weekend, they’ll invite you on theirs, and thereby you get more time at the Netanya apartment.
Probably, high ranking politicians in your country live far, far from where you do. Probably, they live in a big house, surrounded by a big yard, in a big fancy neighborhood. Probably, you’ll never in your life go anywhere near their personal abodes.