
Tahini Dip with Tomato
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…
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…
Eggplant lovers, jump to the recipe. Eggplant haters, bear with me for a second. I have a story that might help you see eggplants in a different light. As a child, they were always around.…
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.
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…
The other day I was curious (not sure what to do with myself and a bunch of golden beets) to see what would happen if I treated the golden beets as if they were salmon.…
My favorite meals are those vibrant dinners which are assembled from a bunch of dips, sides and small plates instead of ordinary main dish-side-and-salad dinner. We eat like that everyday but it never gets boring…
I don’t know whose idea it was to infuse oil with spices but it’s brilliant! We always had a jar of oil infused with paprikas in the fridge. All the Moroccan families did have one…
Before the pandemic I used to make it on a weekly basis to put in my boys’ lunch bags. It’s gluten-free, grain-free, vegan and refined sugar free and delicious and crunchy. I filmed and edited…
In my family and Homeland we have a lot of respect for vegetables. They get more attention than meat. You’ll never hear my mother rave about a steak or sausages. But she’ll always describe to…
My husband is ¾ Hungarian and ¼ Polish. His mother didn’t cook Hungarian food but his grandmother, Shula, did. She was a good cook and excellent baker, if you didn’t bite into a coin that…