You know that feeling?  When you’re expecting something really, really good in the mail?  Like a tasty treasure-trove of Starbucks instant coffee from your sister Canada?  Because there IS no Starbucks in Israel, only Aroma, which isn’t nearly as good?  (okay, only Aroma, and Greg, and Roladin and Maafah Na’aman, and a million other chains, which is fantastic, but they are NOT Starbucks) And everywhere you turn… (and by the way, Starbucks is NOT not here because of antisemitic or anti-Israel or anti-Zionist anything ) Even nestled in the weeds… Hiding in the neighbourhood olive trees… And twisted into the branches of even weirder trees…