There was an excellent article in today's WSJ about
ideological conflicts between clerics in Qom, Iran's
theological center. Intruiguingly, the author noted
that Qom is a drearly place, relieved only by the smell
of pistachio brittle.
Does anyone know of a source for this delicacy in NY?
I am a complete pistachio fanatic, and this mention
obliterated much of the other details of the disputes
between the "Youns" and the "Yats."
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