Since that epiphany, I've sniffed out worthy falafel bars in the UK — mostly in Golders Green. When the JC office was based there, I’d test a different one each week .
Now — locked down in Herts — all I can do is pore over recipe books and imagine that satisfying crunch as you bite into a pita pocket filled with steaming hot falafel, slathered in tahina sauce.
We'll still be eating Israeli though. Tomorrow, I’ll be baking pita and blending hummus — in fact I've volunteered to do a Facebook Live cookery session with my children's school friends,so they and their families can share the love.
The only action the chickpeas in my cupboard will be getting will to be pulverised into that creamy dip.
I'm be saving my falafel moment for celebrating our release from lockdown.
