Assalam Aleikom

We are two weeks into Ramadan here, and by the looks of restaurants in town during the noon hour you would not have guessed it. In the village it is another story, many women cover their heads, and the call to prayer is sounded 5 times a day. One interesting aspect of Ramadan here is every Thursday neighbors bring lacoom, fried bread, and candies. When receiving the bread and candies you are suppose to respond by saying, may your fast go well, however we don’t say that. On my way home from work today it was an interesting sight seeing all of the women out wearing their house dresses, slippers and the occasional robe delivering these treats to all of their neighbors. We finally learned the routine of accepting the treats taking them inside and putting them on one of our plates and then going back outside to give them their plate back. The picture is of what they brought us today, minus one lacoom as we ate one before I took the picture, sorry we couldn’t resist. (My favorite way to eat lacoom is to put a little plum jam that I made on the top; it tastes just like a toaster strudel!)