Iraqi Hospitality by Ari Bussel My interaction with Iraq was limited to knowing a wonderful, thoughtful person named Mahdi, who I discovered after years of friendship was of Iraqi descend (so well hidden was his background, or so assimilated he was into American culture, yet so obvious to anyone who is familiar with Iraqi people), and my service in Israel during the First Persian Gulf War, when Iraqi ruler Saddam Hussein was sending long range missiles into Israel. More recently, my cousin married an Israeli of Iraqi origin. That exposed us to a wondrous world of new discoveries, from habits...