I not-so-recently found the greatest falafel stand in all of the world, and I regret that I’ve only had time to write about it now. But yes, no hyperbole, the best in the entire wide world of falafel stands is in the shuk in Beersheba, and if you eat one you will never, ever be the same again.
But first, a primer: The standby rules to keep in mind when ordering falafel.
The first: Do not buy it in a bus station. Bus station falafel is almost universally bad. Yes, I know,
The past month has been full of dozens of blog-posts-worthy of stories, and yet here I am, my first night living in Jerusalem, just beginning to scratch the surface. What happened? Well, I was busy, to put it bluntly. For better or worse, just too busy to have time to sit down and write anything worthwhile. But I haven’t given up — in my mind, I’ve got a running list of stories and adventures that, at some point, I’ll commit to writing down. To name a few: My first Thanksgivi