It may be funny to think but I'm sitting in my Tel Aviv apartment and feeling homesick for the Middle Eastern food I learned to love in Brooklyn, New York. My brother recently sent me a NY Times video about the wonderful Middle Eastern food available in Brooklyn. What really made me homesick was that the video featured a store our parents have been taking us to our entire lives. That's old school. That's the sort of thing you can't fake. I may be discovering new delights in Israel - finally, after nearly four years here - breaking away from the standard and touristy places to find the real awesome stuff. The neighborhood where the store is located in Brooklyn used to be a immigrant enclave but is now filled with fancy high rises and yuppies (no offense to my bro who is now one of those people). But I remember it before all that. Does that make me old? Nostalgic? Maybe it makes me feel cooler than the people who move there these days. It'll never the same, old, authentic stuff I grew up on.

Anyway, check it out: Beyond Falafel on Atlantic Avenue: Seth Kugel samples an array of delicacies on a traditionally Middle Eastern street near downtown Brooklyn.