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Gayyash Al 'Aatifa

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Borger Max

___________________Agouza corniche
___________________pities Heliopolis. For
___________________Quick holds no candle.

Monday, December 25, 2006

Maurice from Bikya

At SOS, flicking a cigarette butt

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Dairy Prayers

I wandered around Mobtadayan street today, stuck between plans, awaiting a phone call from the mechanic. I walked to the fuul shop on Kasr el Nil and it was crowded, then stepped into the koshari place up the street, only to find the guy behind the counter resting his bare nail-bitten palm on the actual lentils. And my favourite Mounira fuul stand (which is attached to an ahwa, perfect) was closed (it was noon) so I kept walking.

A supermarket at the intersection with Falaki street caught my attention with it's jutting Cocal Cola glass-front fridge. I scanned its contents and spotted a stack of baladi (more wholesome, non-corporate) yoghurt cups. Inside, the dusty wooden cabinets, shelves and counter bore poorly stacked supermarket crap in silence, not even the hum of a fridge, the knocking of a cheese knife nor the grind of a basterma slicer, not even a lit bulb, just a single large beam of grey, incidental natural light. The middle-aged proprietor would not return my smiles nor my good morning, how are you. He wiped clean for me the single-portion honey packet and stepped outside, to daydream it seemed.

I took a (recycled-) plastic spoon from the ice cream fridge and ate the yoghurt with the honey, in the quiet shop alone. I imagined I was eating roz b laban (rice pudding) at Saber in Alexandria, for where else do people eat from sweet cups in public, standing? There is much to be said for baladi yoghurt. Today's was typical, each spoonful filling me with a deep and overwhelming joy without indulging my propensity for fiend-like delight in the sensory; it made me want to wake up earlier, to make myself more like I imagined it would be, were it a person. I thought to thank the man and say good bye but feared a repeat cold response, so I left quietly but look forward to returning.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Ave Baby Maria

Born with good fortune to Tarek and Rahma
Sunday, December 3rd, 2006

- esma3i kalam ommik, matesma3eesh kalam abooki -