Although we retraced parts of that original journey of mine, the overall experience unfolded in new ways for me. I am fourteen years distant from that person who visited Israel in 1996: life experience and a little more study have had a measurable impact on my perceptions and interpretations. Then, too, the world is dynamic itself, so Israel and its people have continued to change and evolve as well. Where we all intersected in 2010 has subsequently established its own distinct set of history, memories, and accompanying emotions.
So, what events and images and impressions keep leaping onto the foreground of the canvas of recollection?
Food. Okay, let’s be clear; food always ranks as a worthy topic of discussion for any travel experience! And food in Israel—in many ways decidedly Middle Eastern in content and style—garners multiple stars from me! Lots of fresh fruit and vegetables. An awesome array of cheeses, particularly soft varieties (cousins of feta, no doubt). Flat bread, in addition to more European styles. And, in the meat department, chicken and lamb prevail. Then, quite often, there is that Kosher thing in the mix, which keeps options, combinations, and presentation ever interesting.
Falafel was a go-to food on my first trip to Israel, and although we had some excellent falafel on various occasions this time, for this trip our go-to food became hummus with flat bread…officially even! On day one—by consensus—we mandated that hummus would be consumed at least once a day while in Israel. And boy-howdy did we savor our hummus moments…everyday, too…except one…a travel day that didn’t quite unfold as anticipated, and McDonalds—even in Israel—does not offer hummus. (TRIVIA FACT: In Israel there are Kosher McDonalds and non-Kosher McDonalds!)
For breakfast—all of our accommodations included a breakfast buffet—I became an avid convert to scrambled eggs (yep, the egg skeptic succumbed) with salad and Bulgarian cheese (soft, salty, and tangy) on the side. Each morning I would dish up a variety of fresh salad greens and a generous portion of Bulgarian cheese cubes before heading to the “warm food” counter for scrambled eggs. YUM!
[By the way, for a more accurate visualization of breakfast fare, consider that no meat of any kind was ever offered (think KOSHER!); breakfast included breads (pastries and cake, too), cereals, fruits, vegetables, eggs, and all things dairy.]
In Israel I discovered what certainly must be the nectar of the gods: freshly squeezed pomegranate juice! Talk about divine! I indulged frequently and said beverage never failed to transport me into a drink-generated nirvana!
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