Red Quinoa Summer Salad

 

“What will we have for lunch?” I asked as I was standing in front of the open refrigerator, enjoying the cool breeze that it provided. “I really feel like salad” answered my better half as she sat right across from the air conditioner. “Salad? We eat salad every evening” i said. “Not that kind of salad” she replied, “you know what I mean”. Read more

Cheese Sambusak

 
 
 
I love pastries. Meat, cheese, fruit, sweet, salty… it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s wrapped with dough. In my childhood, pastries meant that Shabbat was here. You could smell the sweet aroma of bourekas that just came out of the oven already at the stairwell of my parents apartment.

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