With the drone of South Marietta Parkway and the scent of strip-mall asphalt retreating behind you, Jerusalem Bakery's welcoming embrace arrives in the form of a gurgling courtyard fountain and shelves stacked high with freshly baked pita.
Make your way through the bakery — perhaps stopping to buy some za'atar bread and a spinach pie for later — and approach the deli counter. There you'll find a mounted menu of Middle Eastern basics, the requisite spits of roasting meat, and a discerning, silver-haired man behind the counter who's quick to let the cashier know — with a sly smile — whether he thinks you're OK.
The family-owned space is bare-bones but cheery, with arched doorways and warm yellow walls. The small courtyard, anchored by the fountain, is the provenance of middle-aged men, chattering in Hebrew and lazing away the sunny afternoon over cups of strong coffee. Overall, the mood is that of a simple, casual café — one that ought to offer a view of the gold dome of Temple Mount.
Dig into some tahini-heavy hummus and cinnamon-spiked chicken shawarma, and be sure to leave some room for baklava.