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Zaytoun Za’atar: smells like home

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The goodenough college is celebrating Arab Cultural week. Last night there was, among other things, a sale of Zaytoun products, as a gesture of solidarity with the Palestinian people. I’m a big fan of fair trade, and my sentiments on the Palestinian issue are known. So I bought a jar of Za’atar. This morning I opened it and was stunned by a strong wave of sensetions. Just cracking open the lid filled the kitchen with scents of my childhood. As if in a time warp, I saw myself walking in the Judea hills, smelling the wild theme rubbing against my shows. Feeling the dry thisle scratching my knees. I remembered saturday walks in the old city, dad buying us “Beigale” with Za’atar rolled up in little newspaper cones. My Jerusalem in exile

The Jerusalem of my childhood may have never existed: the thisle grows on ruins,  my Beigale is really Ka’ak, and that says it all. But there’s no denying the smell of Za’atar. It has its right of self-determination. It catches me unawares and takes me where it will.

Anyway, I had a look at the label. It says “produced by Palestinian farmers from the Gallilie”. Oh well, I thought, I gusess I just pays a little bit VAT to finance Netanhayu’s goverment.

Written by yishaym

February 19, 2009 at 12:45 pm

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  1. Very funny.
    Glad the zaatar brought up childhood memories – the olfactive memory always amazes me..

    I also laughed as I read the part about “…walking in the Judea hills”. The terminology made me laugh – I’m sure reminding you of “judea” wasn’t the purpose of the people who sold you the zaatar…

    I hope you’re very well!
    m.

    Mo-ha-med

    March 16, 2009 at 2:17 am


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