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	<title>Comments on: The Makhne Yehuda Market &#038; Za&#8217;atar</title>
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		<title>By: Mike</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 09:46:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I lived in Jerusalem 15 years ago and was OBSESSED with the Za'atar bread and spice we bought every day outside the Old City.  In fact, a friend and I once bartered an offer to push one of the vendors' heavy bread carts up a steep, cobbled road in exchange for a handful of the tasty little rounds. I'm almost embarassed to admit that out of all the wonderful and memorable people/places/things about such an amazing place, those simple little pieces of bread and the spice wrapped up in newspaper are still some of my fondest recollections.  I'm kicking myself for not thinking of searching for this spice sooner than now, but here it is!  Can't wait to try it!  Thanks for the great post!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I lived in Jerusalem 15 years ago and was OBSESSED with the Za&#8217;atar bread and spice we bought every day outside the Old City.  In fact, a friend and I once bartered an offer to push one of the vendors&#8217; heavy bread carts up a steep, cobbled road in exchange for a handful of the tasty little rounds. I&#8217;m almost embarassed to admit that out of all the wonderful and memorable people/places/things about such an amazing place, those simple little pieces of bread and the spice wrapped up in newspaper are still some of my fondest recollections.  I&#8217;m kicking myself for not thinking of searching for this spice sooner than now, but here it is!  Can&#8217;t wait to try it!  Thanks for the great post!</p>
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