Sacha Harrison meets the family at Nour Cash and Carry “Guess how much?” I say, grinning and holding up a jar of honey, a whole honeycomb bobbing around in the oozing gold liquid. Husband looks deflated. “Fifteen quid? Why do you insist on sending us broke?” He’s wrong. It was £2.49. I hate to make … Continue reading Eastern promise: Nour Cash and Carry