Being in the holy city of Jerusalem is of course an amazing experience. It is now about 3:30 a.m. on Sunday, the start of the work week here.<\/p>\n
I am listening to the Muslim call to prayer, thinking about my drive through Ma’ale Adumim yesterday and how President Obama needs to take a drive around the city to fully understand what he’s talking about. I’m also thinking a lot about the souls that live in this city, ranging from the Palestinians who eek-out a living selling souvenirs to tourists, to the fascinating families living in the Jewish quarter of the Old City.<\/p>\n
To be perfectly honest, though, I’m thinking about the food. Two nights ago my marvelous 19-year-old son, Jonathan, and I had dinner at the Armenian Tavern, just inside Jaffa Gate. Let me tell you something: wherever you live on this planet, get on a plane and come to Jerusalem for this magnificent food. I’m told the Armenian Tavern was once a Crusader whatchamacallit.<\/p>\n
We also had some great-tasting stuff yesterday on the way to Masada. I don’t know what it was, but it was delicious.<\/p>\n
Just some light-hearted fare today, from a place that knows and suffers from conflict.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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