Whenever the strangeness and the cold get to be too much and I want a taste of home, I just go to my favorite Hanut (small store) and buy a coke and a couple dirhams (Moroccan currency) of peanuts. Bingo! All-American snack, right here in rural Morocco. Sure, coke is just a huge faceless company, but on homesick days I'm sure glad its here.
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