Travel | A Strawberry Welcome

A Strawberry Welcoming

The Old City of Jerusalem

Rolling out of the mini van, feet firmly planting themselves onto the ancient stone ground, I couldn’t have felt a more immense happiness. After hours of standing in between large dark men and women bearing screaming babies in a queue of what had to be a thousand people, I was glad to be home. More than glad. Lucky.

The checkpoint on the border of Jordan and Israel was far from a welcoming airport that I have become so accustomed to. Arriving at the front of the line, a man with dark green eyes and thick brown hair called us over to his booth. He sat firmly in his chair with eyes planted on us, scanning each family member as if a grocery item. It was a good ten minutes before he lifted his head from his keyboard and questioned us about our arab descent. He was sceptical about the reasons for our entry into his land. But after more scanning, and a reassuring smile from me, he let us through. He let me home.

The gates of the old city offered great vibrance and a warming welcome. Carts filled with kilos of plump, hot-pink strawberries lined the walls of the old city and the perfume of cardamon pods and strong black coffee filled the cold winter’s air. My journey to discover the food so loved by my Palestinian ancestors had begun.

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6 comments

  1. Melissa

    Wonderful, wonderful blog Hannah – love the photos and the way you write – soooo interesting your travels and food experiences. Love it !

  2. Jacquie Carlton

    What an interesting and informative site. Not just about the deliciousness of food but an important commentary of the relationship between food and culture. Well worth the time to sit down and be transported around to exciting venues and other countries to sample the cuisine through the blogs. Well done.

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