The idea of bread piled high doesn’t really mean anything until you spend time in Palestine. Not a meal goes by without platters of flatbread in attendance, ready to be pulled apart and handed around to signal the start of a meal. There’s often no need for cutlery once a piece of flatbread has been shaped into a scoop in one hand, ready for the other hand to pile food directly on to it. For those who like eating with their hands, it’s a legitimised form of hands-on heaven. If the bread is not being used as a scoop then it’s turned into a mini shovel ploughed into bowls of warm, creamy hummus.