Some evenings His meal consisted only of a cup of milk and a piece of bread
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When in Bahá'í history
Sulaymáníyyih (today: Sulaymaniyah, Iraq)
Some evenings His meal consisted only of a cup of milk and a piece of bread. He described it as a healthy meal, and recalled that Bahá’u’lláh had said that during His sojourn in Sulaymaniyyih His food was just milk most of the time, and sometimes milk and rice cooked together.
Source: H.M. Balyuzi, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá - The Centre of the Covenant, p. 392
Collected from bahaistories.com (Subject: diet).
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