A Food Pilgrimage - Norwich

Do your praying where ever!  You choose -  the great out doors, a church, cathedral! Is there a mosque or a synagogue?
Then head north up Magdalene Street. Half way up on the left hand side you will find Ruth's Kitchen.

The tag line is "Jerusalem Street Food"!
Jerusalem means City of Peace
There is little difference in the Hebrew Shalom and the Arabic Salam.

 How we need peace

There's a warm welcome in Ruth's Kitchen  and I have never tasted better falafal north of the Mediterranean.

Religion can divide food unites!

Jew, Christian, Muslim, Agnostic, Atheist all need to eat, all appreciate a warm welcome. You'll find it here!


As I ate falafel and mezze I found my mind straying to Isaiah a prophet of all three Abrahamic religions 
In my heart I sang as I ate

 A Song of the New Jerusalem

1Arise, shine out, for your light has come, •
the glory of the Lord is rising upon you.
2Though night still covers the earth, •
and darkness the peoples;
3Above you the Holy One arises, •
and above you God's glory appears.
4The nations will come to your light, •
and kings to your dawning brightness.
5Your gates will lie open continually, •
shut neither by day nor by night.
6The sound of violence shall be heard no longer in your land, •
or ruin and devastation within your borders.
7You will call your walls, Salvation, •
and your gates, Praise.
8No more will the sun give you daylight, •
nor moonlight shine upon you;
9But the Lord will be your everlasting light, •
your God will be your splendour.
10For you shall be called the city of God, •
the dwelling of the Holy One of Israel.
Isaiah 60.1-3, 11a, 18, 19, 14b

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