Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Ethnic Food in Israel
This morning I worked in the deep underground levels of a luxury mall in Tel Aviv, trying to discover and map its "secret" pipings and hydraulic connections. The people in the mall had thought that it was only natural that the water came out of the faucet on the wall, and they completely forgot the existence of an infrastructure, which was not maintained for years. There were no plans and drawings, and no one could answer technical questions. So I had to descend to Hades and investigate by myself. It was about five days ago that I ate my last 200 gram boiled fish meal, and after two hours in the dark corridors twelve meters underground, I almost fainted. Incredibly, my blood pressure is normal. My mother survived 9 months in Auschwitz and my father the Nazi campaign in Ukraine, so I must have been selected for hunger and exhaustion. Anyway, my senses are now very sharp and they automatically drove me towards food. In the pic, an Israeli ethnic food stand in Tel Aviv, which means an Arab woman baking pita (flat tasteless bread) with goat sour cream dressing called labane. We are assimilating into the Middle East environment, soon some Israeli will be exporting the idea to Manhattan, with the Arab woman, the goats and all.