Tweet I. The Birthplace I was born in a small village on the bank of a small river in northern Egypt. A revered Imam was visiting the village for the annual prophet birthday festival; his name was Shick Tharwat, and that how I got my name Tharwat. They told me. My village, “Meet Swaid ” had one street, one river, one bridge, one grocery shop, one mosque, one school, one style of houses, a mud, and a windless connected covered by dry straws like an old stalled cargo train. People’s lifestyles had changed little since the time of the pharaohs, and local demographers couldn’t find any dramatic census changes…
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NO LAND WITHOUT BREAD… !
Tweet How bread identifies the culture of immigrants, bread protects us, comfort us in the new world, bread who we are…flatbread, …is the best thing happened to America since the sliced bread…Bread has been offered as a sacrifice to God (and in previous times to the gods. Some religions believe that consecrated bread is God. In the Middle East, a hungry man will kiss a piece of bread given him as alms and an invocation is murmured before kneading the dough. In a large number of countries, people consider bread to be so precious that it is a sin to waste it. There are also many superstitions about what happens…
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SOUP FOR YOU CAFE, HOME FOR THE HOMELESS
Tweet This is the story of Chef Judah,, born in Tunisia from a Jewish Family, lived in Orphanage , Refugees Camps.. homeless for more than 8 years.. now serving the Homeless at Soup For You Cafe..Soup For You Cafe.. , “Our Cafe, ..is a safe place for anyone, treated with dignity.. for free.” Chef Judah
