Some people call meatballs in tomato sauce kids food. If so, then I am a kid. Meatballs in tomato sauce is one of the dishes I have loved for as long as I can remember. As a matter of fact, there are very few dishes that I still love as I used to. Mom taught me that when making meatballs you must always double the quantity, and even then it might not be enough.
There are dishes that I never get tired of eating. One of them is Kubbeh. Whether it is red kubbeh, yellow, sour, kubbeh nia (raw meat kubbeh) or kubbeh nablusia, also known as fried kubbeh. I love them all. With some of them, like the sour kubbeh, it took quite some time for my taste buds to get used to and to like it. But with the fried kubbeh it was love at first bite.
"Can you please make these cookies for me?” my better half asked me with a soft look, the one she saves for the times she wants something. “Which cookies?” I answer with an innocent look, continuing the game.
As a kid, I loved potatoes. I could eat potatoes every single day. Schnitzel with mashed potatoes or potatoes cooked with beef or chicken were a gourmet meal for me. On days that mom cooked one of these dishes, I turned from a kid who ate nothing to one that finished everything on his plate only to ask for more.
In my childhood there were two kinds of bread. White bread and dark bread. For shabbat there was chala, a round sweet chala and regular chala. When my parents wanted to treat us we got rolls. Not that there was a bigger variety, again there were two kinds, a long roll and a round one. As I have already confessed,
More than a few years ago, when my older son was still young, we used to to go on a daily walk in our neighborhood. The neighborhood was still small, many mom and pop shops, family restaurants and the famous local cafe.
"I’ll make the first course” I told mom when she called to ask if we are coming to Rosh HaShanah dinner. “Really? “ she asked, “you don’t have to”. “I know i don’t have to” I replied, “I want to”. “Well, if you really want to, that’s ok, but you’ll have to make it here, in our place”.