I was in the middle east in the middle years of my youth. The few memories I have cared to hold on to of that visit are the vast openness of the land and the food.
In fact my appreciation of food definitely took a turn for the better during my visit. Of food, my favourite memory being, layers of Olive oil poured over some of the dishes before consumption.
Little did I know, a similar combination of the middle east, oil, food and a person of my nationality could result into something distinctly unpalatable.
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