Thunder on the bubble

Paradise Lost

A special door to heaven was closed this morning — resulting in the failure of my quest to pick up fuul medames (cooked favas beans) at a Palestinian grocery store in Yonkers.

Al Rayyan — the ba’al in question — is impossible to safely spot at rush hour due to mad traffic.

Infidels are so misguided: too much in a hurry to notice when there’s fuul medames to be had, not to mention gibna beda (feta cheese), without which fuul is in fact barefoot, that is to say hafi in idiomatic Egyptian Arabic.

Clearly the only course left was to find an artificial paradise.

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