Translations
The people would go out each morning and gather it, grind it in a mill or crush it in a mortar, cook it in a pot, and shape it into cakes—and it tasted like cakes made with the finest olive oil.
The people would go about and gather it, then grind it in millstones or beat it in a mortar, cook it in a pot, and make it into cakes; and its taste was like the taste of fresh, rich oil.
And the people went about, and gathered it, and ground it in mills, or beat it in a mortar, and baked it in pans, and made cakes of it: and the taste of it was as the taste of fresh oil.
The people walked around and gathered it, ground it on a handmill or crushed it in a mortar, then boiled it in a cooking pot or shaped it into cakes. It tasted like pastry baked with fine oil.
