Son Ron on Yehuda Halevi Street in Tel Aviv is expanding its operating hours, and opening a romantic and delicious food bar in the evening. The most Tel Aviv place that has sprung up here in the last decade has worked 110 kilometers north of Tel Aviv, in Kibbutz Ramat Yohanan near Haifa.
This fire came from the Tandoor, that wild oven now mostly associated with India, but going back as far as Persia. To this day, they receive orders from customers who want to come eat Asian, and seat tables that miss the big trip to the subcontinent. "Son Ron" can quietly go on its victory lap around the city, and calmly watch the doppelgänger-in-my-selves eating the hat this time, with naan (that came out of that tandur, of course). It is impossible to define what is happening here as anything but witchcraft. And that's basically the whole point, if you simplify it to the point of combustion - that fire may have come from the tandoor but the flames were there first much earlier. And now they are only getting stronger.