2 weeks ago I had my first real Arab restaurant experience- we reclined on cushions at a table that was less than a foot off the ground and had to remove our shoes before approaching. We shared a large plate of rice and chicken, which we ate with our hands, and drank yogurt to wash it down. And of course, as an "honored guest" I was not allowed to pay for any of it.
Twice in the past week or so I've also been invited to homes where we've spent hours eating, drinking tea and coffee, talking about religion and philosophy, and sharing music. I got back home from dinner the other night at 1:45 am! That's life around here, though, and I love it. Food, friends, good conversation, more food, and music!
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