In Tel Aviv for work with stolen moments revolving around food. My hosts had the city in their heads and took me everywhere. There were meals taken in the blinding sun, seasoned with the scent of sea. | Manta Ray; an unidentified cafe in Jaffa

Other times, we crowded into small shopfronts and devoured lamb or frills of eggplant in pliant bread. | Miznon; Sabich Tchernichovsky

 

There were coffee breaks, of course. | Cafe Bacio; Cafelix

(And what did I bring them? Erich Hamann's chocolate mocha beans, Ethiopian coffee from Five Elephant, Mariage Frères tea.)

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[Jack Lake]

Love Berlin a lot, but the pictures of my childhood places overwhelm and touch.

[Suzy]

Oh! I didn't know about this? Fantastic!