Our weekend was started on Thursday night watching Bruce Willis whoop ass and kill all the bad guys, I do love a bit of escapism, and even bald Bruce is easy on the eye. Friday we headed into Tel Aviv our mission was to find spices, now you would have thought this would be easy, but no, I had directions from Scotland as to which spice shop I was supposed to go to and numerous pictures of spices stores and owners were sent to Banff but god alone knows which one it is, well god and Sonya because I couldn't find the right one, I now have Shakshuka spices and Lebanese spices for rice in the freezer and they will soon be dispatched to the UK, next time I am in to Carmel market I am going to video myself walking past the meat sections towards the spice section and then send it, I have already done this but from the wrong end, so hopefully we will be able to work out where this bloody shop is, its either that or the Duncan's will just have to come visit again before we leave, now there is an idea...
We stopped for lunch at a little cafe/restaurant just down from the market called Gadera and I had the most amazing lunch, it was a seafood Kubbeh a dish I have never tried before, it was three little dumplings filled with goats cheese, crab meat and shrimp in a fish bisque OMG it was delicious, this unassuming little eatery turned out to be a little piece of food heaven tucked away at the side of the market on Gadera, and it is amazing how if you take a few steps away from usual haunts you are faceed with delights that not only tantalise your tastebuds but make your wallet sing too.
We meandered through the back streets for most of the afternoon finding stores we didn't know existed and restaurants favoured by the local folk of Tel Aviv. Friday evening was spent in the gym before heading out for a meal at Yam 7 over looking the ocean.
Shabbat was spent cycling into Tel Aviv and heading for another restaurant for lunch that we had seen whilst traveling around yesterday, when we saw it the place was full and overflowing like most restaurants in Tel Aviv and when we arrived on Shabbat it was still quite early and very quiet, so we decided to check out the menu and then take a table, we both decided on the dish they serve only on Shabbat called Cholent, a Yiddish dish of beef potatoes and in our case beans, some add barley, some add dumplings, the dish is traditionally prepared overnight on Friday and eaten on Shabbat when no cooking is allowed or the lighting of fires, the result is a stew that is flavourful and filling and apparently people come from all over to eat the Cholent at the restaurant we had found. It was a simple dish and so tasty, the waitress was really pleased that we enjoyed it and that unlike our Jewish restaurant goers we had ordered in double quick time, something I have noticed here is ordering food takes forever, because although I don't understand the Hebrew I have decided these people must be asking for a list of the ingredients of every dish on the menu, thus ordering food is a timely process, well not unless your Brits of course.
40Km later and we were back in Herzliya Pituach and Mike's place, we spent the late afternoon watching football, I quite like that I get to see more than one game at a time depending on how I position myself on my bar stool especially as I have a very low boredom threshold, two bowls of chips with chilli later and we cycled home, now having been in a pair of shorts and a bikini top with a sarong most of the day was one thing, but when that sun dropped it was bloody freezing, so I pedalled very fast to get the blood pumping all the time hoping I wasn't gonna throw up my chips, mission accomplished.
Sunday, nope still hate the start of the week being Sunday, radio one is a nightmare My Beloved leaves for work and I expect every week to hear the breakfast show and every week I am disappointed to hear Gemma, now don't get me wrong I like Gemma but it just means that it's Monday via Sunday again.
Monday was spent waiting for the dishwasher man to arrive, originally it was 8-10am, then 1-3pm and he turned up at just after 12 go figure, he came in grunted turned on the machine used his phone handed it to me for my landlady to say yep he is ordering your part and will return in the next few days, obviously his English was as good as my Hebrew.
Two sessions in the gym today have taken their toll my backside is sore and my sides are aching although not the ribs so all is good, Nati was in the gym today, she is one of my neighbours who I occasionally see when I am in, she said she had missed me which I thought was very nice, what she has probably not missed is my heavy breathing steaming up the mirrors.
I have learn't in life there are very few people you can trust 100%, and being a cynical type I have always mistrusted before I have trusted, this being said when I do trust I take it very badly when I get let down by people, but what is worse is when it is done to the people I love, I think I am a nice person most of the time, but when you upset the people I love this demon woman appears and you should be very afraid because she is currently tapping this computer keyboard with her temper only just in check..........
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