A random pink chair, wrought iron railing, red sign in Arabic and the reflections in the car window were caught by the Elf. I'm not even quite sure where.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Cairo Abstract
Friday, May 28, 2010
Protection in The Mean Streets
Traffic in Cairo is unkind and this gentleman has taken a page from Don Quixote, venturing forth with a long squeegee to defend himself and his bicycle from encroaching automobiles. Actually, he probably just bought it and is taking it home, but I'd probably use it for protection.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Cairo Sidewalks....
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Southern Food Comes To Giza
One of my grooms came to me with a bunch of fairly green tomatoes. He wanted to know what to do with them and I decided to make a batch of fried green tomatoes. I modified the recipe a bit adding garlic powder, turmeric and some cumin to the corn meal and dipped the tomato slices in a baladi egg beaten with rayeb. The reviews were mixed but I sure liked them.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Pots in Sand
Out in the desert west of Sakkara there is a hollow in some hills where hundreds of broken pots lie. I don't know if they have been left there by more modern people or if for some ancient people left them there. So I just leave them there.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
The Ladies Of The Chorus
My friend Pat Canfield was in the area of Khan el Khalili not long ago for a tour of some newly renovated Mameluke buildings and took this shot in passing. While the building behind the girls is quite old, they are anything but. Some lovely photos of the places she visited can be seen on my Living In Egypt blog.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Watching the Door
The Photography Elf was waiting for me to do something at a friend's place the other day and noticed this statue at a garden gate. Nice catch.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Canal Boat
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Anyone Seen The Tin Man?
Every now and then someone builds a scarecrow out of some old clothes that makes you stop and say "What was that?"
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Fat Tail Sheep
When I'm taking people out trail riding here in the Nile Valley, I usually have to answer a pretty funny question: "What's wrong with your sheep? What's that big thing hanging down behind?" The second question is often delivered in a tone of voice that indicates that the speaker isn't completely sure that they want to know. In fact, our sheep have these huge fat tails, quite ugly looking I think. But people here like them.