
“What cookies will you make this time?” my younger son asked when the cookie jar was almost empty. “I think I’ll make tahini cookies”. There was no mistake in his expression, “Tahini??” “yes” I answered, “you like Halva, right?” “yes” he said “well, tahini and halva are made out of the same ingredient, sesame”. “Ok” he answered and went to his room. What this “ok” really meant was something along the lines of: ugh, another one of my dad’s non-edible kitchen improvisations…
