In 1999, an ordinary morning in the life of a Jerusalem café, an ordinary morning in the life of a 20-year-old young Israeli.
A few months earlier, he left the IDF uniform.
This banal morning in a café in Jerusalem, here he is busy at the percolator with no more interest than holding a first job there.
At midday, the kitchen heats up and panics following an absence, the boss urges the young man to put on an apron and explains to him in a hurry how to tinker with a salad.
The young man executes the recipe somehow, joins the pass, presses a bell and sees his plate leave in the dining room.
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On the other side, he discovers a customer facing what he has just prepared and suddenly, behind the fork, a sunny smile.
Why, how, a gunshot could thus turn into a stroke of fate, the young man does not know it yet but this ordinary morning in a café in Jerusalem has just transformed his life.
His name is Assaf Granit and for a salad, for a smile, he decides...
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