There's the story about how he fed his neighbor Muhammad so many beans that he farted powerfully enough to lift off the ground NO WAY
And there are stories about our homeland a place we've never been
Yalla Majid Every summer my father visited his grandparents Teta Maria and Sido Abu Michel who lived in the Old City of Jerusalem The final day of one visit started with his favorite breakfast ka'ek
Eat more Teta Maria called through the window to a street vendor below She dropped a basket on a rope and up it came delicious bread still warm No matter how much food my father ate Teta Maria always told him Eat more habibi
