Friday fressing

I went in to Tel Aviv last Friday morning, by train. On my way to my first destination, I passed through some of the areas of the city that are not on any tourist trail. Every city has them. Unfortunately, in Tel Aviv, these problem areas are girded with political challenges because many of the residents (though I am unsure if that is the right word) are illegal immigrants. And returning such people, or deporting such people, is no easy task – physically, practically, or morally. I don’t have a settled opinion about the issue, and I certainly have no easy solution. But I do wish there were one.

My first stop was Probook which claims to have “Israel’s largest in-stock English book selection.”  The selection was enormous, though mostly non-fiction; the fiction part was more impressive than most of the local chain stores, but chaotically displayed. I bought three books, all non-fiction, and enjoyed browsing there. I am certain to go back, but it’s unlikely to be in the near future as it will take me some time to make my way through the ‘to be read’ pile. (Never mind what is on my Kindle…)

My second stop, to meet Susan and Lori, was Dizi. This is a vegetarian cafe with a difference.

Here be food...

Here be food…

Inside the cafe is a laundry. (The web site mentions DVDs, but I did not notice these.)

Here be clean clothes...

Here be clean clothes…

Susan and Lori had the Mexican breakfast which looked and tasted not too bad at all. I had the shakshuka. It was also ok, but nowhere near the best of that dish I have experienced in Israel. (I think my favorite is at Borochov 88.)

And then it was time to head for home.