Aladdin: Far From Agrabah by Aisha Saeed

Author:Aisha Saeed [Saeed, Aisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Media Tie-In, Action & Adventure, General, Fairy Tales & Folklore
ISBN: 9781368047425
Google: LX9zDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07J1CNJ8Y
Publisher: Disney Press
Published: 2019-04-02T04:00:00+00:00

THE SKY was ablaze with violet, pink, and navy blue streaks trailing above like a painted canvas. Aladdin felt a tinge of sadness. Soon the darkness would overtake all the light around them and coat the sky completely.

“It’s getting dark,” Jasmine observed. “Are you sure it’s not getting too late?”

“We still have some time to explore, if you’re okay with that.”

“More than okay.” Jasmine smiled.

Aladdin remembered the restaurant he’d asked Genie to re-create for him in Ababwa, his favorite hole-in-the-wall back in Agrabah. They couldn’t leave without trying it—it was one of the few things in this kingdom that contained a part of who he truly was.

“Care for a bite at one of my favorite dessert shops?” asked Aladdin. “There’s a great place I love that shouldn’t be too far from here.”

“If it’s a favorite of yours, how can I say no?”

“You won’t regret it,” he promised. “They make the best sweets and teas you’ve ever had.”

Had it not been for the familiar scent of Bilal’s sweet cheese pastries wafting through the shop window, Aladdin would never have been able to find the place. The version of the café that Genie had created for Ababwa was unrecognizable. Stepping inside, Aladdin took in the charming open-air restaurant with cushioned floor seating, low wooden tables, and glass lanterns hanging from the ceiling above. Aladdin tried to keep from laughing. He’d have to let Genie know next time he saw him that he’d done an incredible job indeed.

The store owner walked over and welcomed them. He looked like the same one from back in Agrabah, but instead of the grease- and flour-spattered apron and perpetual frown the man back home always wore, this Bilal had starched cream clothing and grinned from ear to ear. It was a most peculiar sight.

“Please sit anywhere you’d like,” the man said, gesturing to the tables. “Shall I bring the usual desserts along with a menu?”

“Sounds great.” Aladdin settled down across from Jasmine on a red cushioned seat by a large open window overlooking the street outside. Music wafted over to them now from somewhere in the distance.

“Oh, wow,” Jasmine said when the owner returned carrying an oversized wooden tray filled to the edges with small porcelain plates of food. There was indeed every plump pastry, chocolate, and kunafa Aladdin had ever seen at the original spot back home piled onto the tray, along with a pot of tea and Aladdin’s favorite lemon drink. Unlike in Agrabah, where the desserts were served on napkins and the teas and juices handed to customers in drab metal tins, here the tea was steeped in rose-pink pots with cups and saucers set before them. Aladdin’s tall, cool glass of lemonade was handed to him in a crystal glass.

“There’s no way I can eat all of this,” Jasmine said, taking in the feast before them.

“We can give it our best shot?” Aladdin grinned.

Jasmine ate a forkful of honey-glazed pastry. “Now this is what I call dessert.”

A group of children danced past them just outside the shop.

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