My sun glasses broke :(
sad....
I go to museums and there have been quite a number of them over the past few months that i have liked a lot and this was one of them. i thought i would post a picture of me with my favorite artifact; we had a special connection due to our obvious resemblance........
I know how pitas are made.......in great detail....probably too much detail.
the pita bread bakery
[i feel a connection to pita bread having now spent a substantial amount of time in a land where it is prevalent and eating it pretty much every day]..........
THE DOUGH
THE CONVEYOR BELT
for the fresh hot pitas
THE SLOT
the hot pitas dropped down from this slot in the ceiling because the actual kitchen is upstairs....and the bakers sold them while still fresh.
Finding this creepy convent. yes, this is where they kept the nuns.
I found this sweet sign.
I hear that a hot, fresh pita is nothing like the dry, stiff things we call pitas here. I wish that I could taste one. Could you bring me one? Wait...when you get here, it will have become one of those dry, stiff things!
ReplyDeleteI love the picture of you with your favorite artifact. Were you a Greek goddess in a former life?
ReplyDeleteyou should email that photograph to james swensen. yeah. you know which one i mean.
ReplyDeleteI will miss pitas a lot. i eat them everyday.
ReplyDeleteDo you mean Alexander? oh, we go way back.
and Liz. i am not emailing that picture to James Swensen, ya crazy.