Fish

Growing up in East Jerusalem, on the verge of the Judean desert, Sami didn’t encounter many fishmongers in his day-to-day. There was one fishmonger his family would go to, in contrast to the dozens of butchers around. Fish feasts were saved for family trips up north in the summer months, to the coastal towns of Haifa and Akka. When we were travelling and eating our way around Palestine for Falastin, it was, still, really only in Haifa and Akka that we found fresh fish. The West Bank is land-locked, obviously, and entry to Gaza, with its once thriving fishing community, is barred.