5 We remember the fish that we ate freely in Egypt; we call to mind the cucumbers, and melons, and leeks, and onions, and garlic.
6 Our life is dry; our eyes look out to see nothing but manna.'
7 Now the manna was like coriander seed, but with the color of bdellium.
8 And the people wandered about, gathering it, and they crushed it with a millstone, or ground it with a mortar; then they boiled it in a pot, and made biscuits out of it, with a taste like bread made with oil.
9 And when the dew descended in the night over the camp, the manna descended together with it.
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