Zataar
Breakfast at Cafe Tabasco. Particular intrigue in the word tabasco, which claims both this Zamalek cafe, and a nightclub in Maydan Amman. Here's zataar, with feteer. I get the two words mixed up. It came wrapped at Tabasco, flat like a pizza at Cafe Arabica. But it's everywhere. And inexpensive and delicious. A long and languorous morning was spent enjoying this, and an espresso, with an English paper. It was very quiet, Fridays are always quiet.
posted by Sasha @ 18:56
2 Comments:
Sasha---It would be interesting (if it's legal) to get a picture of the minurets, or the actual call to prayer, on a Friday. Do businesses all shut down?
Inside, or outside? You can definitely visit the bigger mosques, which I intend on doing. Although, I am still not certain as to the appropriateness of photography inside.
It's "legal," the only aspect of photography illegal here is capturing military buildings or personnel, which is much, much harder than it sounds. Every fifteen meters is one military policeman or another, guarding something or other. And, there must be about fifteen military academies in near the airport alone.
Everything, everything comes to a stand still at midday on Friday. All traffic. All stores.
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