Vegan-boy wants chana masala. Teenage-boy prefers something with Korma sauce. Helicopter-dad doesn’t care. He’ll eat anything. Although he prefers to avoid chickpeas. They make him gussy. Neurotic-mom is up for Indian but not korma. It’s…
Whenever the neurotic mom passes by a bakery that sells good sourdough bread, like Gjusta in Venice Beach, she buys one or two boules for her family. She can eat gluten, but it gives her…
Teenage-boy craves Indian curries every day. His mom loves Indian food but hates peeling and grating ginger and garlic. Sometimes she asks teenage-boy to do it for her or cook for them. He is usually…
Vegan boy complains that there’s nothing sweet in the house. He threatens to go to CVS to buy candy. Neurotic mom says “Wait! Don’t go, I’ll make something”. Quickly she melts a bar of Trader’s…
Summer you’re hot, toasty, sweaty, smelly, draining yet I miss you in the winter, welcome you with open arms in the spring, then bitch about you when autumn is around the corner. Here is something to…
Some people on instagram got upset that I called a non-dairy cheese cheese. Well a) what am I supposed to call it? and b) don’t they have other things to get upset about? I adapted…
Although I grew up in Israel and was familiar with tahini, I never forgot the first time I ate tahini as a dip and not as the sauce that moistens your falafel in pita (and…
Not much is happening these days. The highlight of the previous week was our visit to Underwood Family Farms, in Moorpark CA. When my boys were little we used to go there often. They used…
When I was a kid, my mother cooked eggplants on a weekly basis. Everyone in my family loved them – especially eggplant dips and fried eggplants – but me. I thought baba ganoush was disgusting.…
I started to have a blast in the kitchen when I felt comfortable improvising and cooking without recipes. Now don’t get me wrong, I love being tucked in bed with a good cookbook or discovering…
I googled the history of lentils and learned a few interesting facts about them. Man has been eating tiny dried lentils practically since the beginning. Wow, really? I wonder how my ancestors knew they…
I always associate the word Turkish with food, good food – even when someone brings up Turkish prisons, Turkish Coffee or the Bride from Istanbul. Unfortunately, I’ve never been to Turkey yet but it’s on…