A couple of years ago, when all the people I knew in Jerusalem were eating pomegranates like it was their first time, all the facebook statuses seemed to be comments likening their kitchens to battlegrounds. I kept thinking, “Why are you getting juice everywhere? How could you possibly be cutting this thing in such a …
The old me didn’t understand the fuss about scones. The old me would have force fed myself bran, flax and buckwheat before pretending to be happy consuming something I knew would certainly make me fat. But the new me….oh the new me. I’m so much better for all of you, now. I have perspective. If …
In Jerusalem, everyone’s apartments have leaks. In Canada everyone goes on vacation to a cottage. Some things in life are this straight forward. News to me! After a few days spent tanning, canoeing and BBQing ribs, lamb chops and burgers with my fiance’s family “at the cottage,” none of us wanted to see meat when …
I have to seek out a lot of recipes I that I try in my kitchen. Sometimes I’ve eaten them in a restaurant and tried to reproduce them at home or sometimes I’ve eaten them in a restaurant and insisted the chefs let me come cook it with them to learn how to make it. …
First of all, thanks for being patient with me during this last week or so of transition. I’m so sorry that I’ve neglected my blog, but I am back and full force with a bunch of new recipes that I am really excited to post! Because I’m shifting gears now and getting ready to begin …
Friday after Friday after Friday, I became used to a consistent routine: an hour at the market, a few hours for the challah, a few more hours for cooking & setting up Shabbat dinner followed by 25 minutes of scarfing down food. Great. Done. See you guys next week. Adam cleans up. A couple of …
I am writing to you now from Ben Gurion airport, all packed up and with one final bag of trail mix put together from my favorite spice shop in the shuk. When I go through Israeli airport security, my fiance, Adam, knows how much I usually love the interrogation and level of detail the security …
Whenever something breaks in my apartment, I feel really bad calling my landlord and asking him to come down to fix it. Despite being jolly, helpful and never making me feel bad, I always feel guilty for disturbing him. When I dropped 10+ cups of dry rolled-oats behind my fridge the other day, and they …
These days, I’m really suspicious of dessert recipes. The last two cakes I made were really disappointing and I feel like people lie all over the internet about the goodness of their recipes. It really upsets me when I put faith in a recipe and buy all the ingredients only to end up with a …
I hope my grandma isn’t following my blog. I’m scared what might happen if she finds out that after finally learning how to make khoresht fesenjan, a Persian delicacy, I went and turned it into a pizza sauce. When my fiance, Adam, first met my dad’s family at a Hannukah party, my uncle brought out …
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