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I love eggplants! Until a few years ago you couldn’t hear me say this sentence because of the simple reason that I didn’t eat eggplants, at all. “Eggplants in tahini is just like eating tahini, you won’t even taste them,” my better half would say “so why eat eggplants?” I’d answer “I’ll eat tahini.” Read more
Tanzia
Tanzia we ate at grandma’s, my father’s mother, the one my sister is named after. In our family, there are three Shimons, two Hannas and two Shulas, so whenever one mentioned the name Shimon it was always accompanied with uncle Moshe’s Shimon or Aunt Simmi’s Shimon. For some of my cousins, I am still Uncle Shalom’s Shimon today.
Usually, I try to avoid eating carbs. This is not an easy task, because I really love pastries. Bourekas, pizza, empanadas, eggrolls, dumplings, cakes, cookies…I like almost anything wrapped with, baked or fried dough. The biting aroma of baked goods that fills the house makes my taste buds tingle and throws me back to my childhood Fridays and to my mom’s homemade bourekas, cakes and cookies that we used to eat while they were still warm.
There are those days that Murphy comes to visit you. Those days where anything that can go wrong, goes wrong. It’s not about major crises, it’s just that everything you planned goes the wrong way. It was supposed to be a state of the art planned and productive day. And then, FedEx delivers the wrong package…
For many years, the relationship between me and eggplants was to simply ignore each other. It was invisible to me. I’d pass an eggplant’s stall at the farmer’s market and wouldn’t even notice it. When someone would make an eggplant dish i’d ignore it as if it didn’t exist.
“What is this spice?” mom asked when I took the sumac out of the spice cabinet. “Sumac” I answered, “and what are you using it for?” she continued “you can add it to rice, to meatballs, today I’m using it for chicken”. Mom and dad came to visit us, and as usual mom would enter the kitchen.