Arabs in DC…Lamb’s eye, no thanks!

A DC Tale from a former Washingtonian – Diane Noboa

I want to tell you that before I lived in DC, my cultural exposure to the Arab world can be narrowed down exclusively to an episode in London at the age of 17, when I stayed with my grandfather at a five star hotel in Kensington where we shared the entire floor with a Sheik and his ten wives…not sure why we were the only ones allowed to share the floor with him but I was so intrigued by the jewel-incrusted leather masks they wore and the very colorful expensive shoes that peaked out of their robes. Read more…