Jacob went pomegranate crazy the other week. And we all joined him. A few years back we flew to the US via Turkey. There, in half-deadened jet-lag zombie world, we drank some fresh squeezed pomegranate juice. Oh my, was it ever good. Never mind that the Hagia Sophia was closed! Then this summer Jacob flew through Turkey again, and he bought himself another pomegranate juice. Firstly, the man selling it tried to cheat him. And secondly, the juice was bitter and almost undrinkable. So the question was — can we make it at home? Yes. Wow was it sweet. Later I added some pomi juice to a banana papaya smoothie and it made it taste like strawberries.
101 cookbook’s pumpkin chickpea salad and grilled cheese. Yum. So thankful for local mozzarella cheese. Below — a normal Bengali dish — poi shak (a rubbery creeper), with red lentils, onions, garlic, tumeric, salt, and chili. You mix it up with a table spoon of oil, add about a cup of water, and cook it for about twenty minutes. My kids won’t eat much of it, but I like it.
Maia making coconut cookies. We are still trying to copy Melissa’s ones — they were the best!
Me and my sisters grew up in Isaan, the northeast part of Thailand. There the locals eat papaya salad at least twice a day. It’s the favorite snack and the favorite meal. Unfortunately, restaurant papaya salad never tastes quite like the real thing. We were so blessed when an Isaan neighbor of Beth’s came over with this dish. Boy, was it spicy!