I remember the days when we visited my cousins in Qadsiya, a neighborhood in Baghdad. It was such a great experience, waking up every morning, eating samoon or khubuz wiya gaimar w 'assel w dibbis.
We would beg our parents for money to buy treats and then skip to the dukkan singing, "mOttta dhrOttta."
Those were good old days in the 70s.
These are some of the things we saw on the way to the dukkan.
*My dad took these pictures in the 70s.