No one knew what to call the delicious substance, so we called it manna. It was beyond earthly description and could be baked into bread better than any Egyptian sweet roll. I didn’t even miss the nuts and fruits that were usually folded into such a delicacy. No honey was needed to sweeten it, no spices to heighten the aromas, no salt to liven the taste; it was everything we needed to eat. It filled me up and satisfied every craving. I was never so full of energy, and I noticed that everyone around me looked healthier than ever before.
