Aunt Merril came for a visit to Israel after Pesach. She was only in Jerusalem for two days at the end of her trip, so we got together one evening for dinner, Abba, Elisheva, Ezra, Lisa (Danit) and Aunt Merrill.
We had a choice between Sheyan, a sit down Asian restaurant, and Heimeshe Essen, a Shabbos-food take out place that is open all week and also has tables inside as well so it doubles as kind of a cafeteria. As you can see the manager on staff was trying to get our attention.
In the end we chose Sheyan, because Danit is a vegetarian, and there would be more choices for her at the Asian place, while we could all still have fleishig for dinner.
Ezra meal came in a bamboo cylinder, which was a little strange, but we just took it out and put it on a regular plate like the rest of us. Abba and Aunt Merrill each got a different entree with beef, one with mushrooms and one with eggplant and shared. Danit got something with green noodles and Tofu and Elisheva got some chicken kabobs on wooden skewers.
It was little chilly, so after dinner, instead of walking toward town, we walked back to the King Solomon where Merrill was staying hoping they would have a little cafe in the hotel, but all they had was a few cakes in this glass refrigerator that looked like they could have been there for months.
We also tried Sophia, which was the cafe in the Inbal hotel across the street, but it was a milchag cafe.
It was getting late and the kids had school the next day, so we called it a night and headed home.
Ezra meal came in a bamboo cylinder, which was a little strange, but we just took it out and put it on a regular plate like the rest of us. Abba and Aunt Merrill each got a different entree with beef, one with mushrooms and one with eggplant and shared. Danit got something with green noodles and Tofu and Elisheva got some chicken kabobs on wooden skewers.
It was little chilly, so after dinner, instead of walking toward town, we walked back to the King Solomon where Merrill was staying hoping they would have a little cafe in the hotel, but all they had was a few cakes in this glass refrigerator that looked like they could have been there for months.
We also tried Sophia, which was the cafe in the Inbal hotel across the street, but it was a milchag cafe.
It was getting late and the kids had school the next day, so we called it a night and headed home.
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