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Having spent a lot of my journalistic life in Cairo, I'm fond of Egyptian food. The garlic-spiced mashed fava bean dish called ful medames, for instance, which we eat for breakfast, lunch or dinner. My teenage daughter repudiated McDonald's after seeing Supersize Me, so when she's out with her friends, they go to a local hangout known for its kushari, a spicy mix of macaroni, rice, chick peas and lentils...
Still, I have to admit that when it's lunchtime, I usually head for Lucille's, a humble American-style greasy spoon in the Maadi district of Cairo that may serve the tastiest burger in the world. Don't let me distract you from your Fourth of July barbecue; but yes, a family restaurant in Egypt dishes up the best burger I've ever eaten, and I'm not the only one who thinks that way. One of owner Lucille Crooks's thrills came the day she witnessed a young American backpacker talking and smiling to his burger...
...actually misses her days as an unmarried girl. That's because back then, she was the highest-paid woman in Siwa, earning more than $250 a month - more than most local men - as the star employee of Siwa Womens' Native Artisanship Development Initiative. The company was the brainchild of Cairo entrepreneur Laila Neamatalla who, together with her brother, leading environmentalist Mounir Neamatalla, have adopted a unique approach in their effort to plug Siwa into the global economy - the heritage hotels and local industries they have built are based largely on the skills, materials and traditions of the Siwa community...
Life is slow in the breathtakingly beautiful Egyptian oasis of Siwa, nine hours drive from Cairo. Palm and olive trees seem to float on vast expanses of salt lakes surrounded by serene sand dunes enveloping warm water springs. Siwa's inhabitants are of Berber origin, and live according to centuries-old traditions. But the forces of globalization and economic development have started a slow-motion social revolution in this remote oasis...
...work together at a workshop in the town. That was a breath of freedom for the girls who sit on cushions on the floor chatting while carefully using needles to work colorful silk threads and beads onto garments, bedding, cushions, and soft leather sandals and belts sent from Cairo or Florence. These sheltered women, most of whom have never set foot outside of Siwa, have been delighted to see recordings of the Scervino Milan show and images of beautiful women posing on the covers of Cosmo and Vogue in outfits stitched by their hands in isolated Siwa. The young women...