Perhaps just a Sharpie underlining of my prior post point about the infinite sandwich species which have permeated our still slightly culinarily heterogeneous world
You shall see what I mean.
Today marks the first day of the holy month of Ramadan; 29 (or 30) days of fasting from sunrise to sunset- abstaining from any food, drink (yes, including water), sexual activity, smoking, and being mean (or passive-aggressive I assume) to anyone or anything. It is a time of reflection for Muslims, strengthening ties with God, and upping one’s piety quota. Alors, it is the summer time and the days are LONG- very long- here in the Bay Area the sun rises at 4:50 am and sets after 8:30pm
For a coffee guzzler like my father, that is an extremely taxing and exhausting work day as he rises at 4:30am to have his cream-cheese slathered industrial-sized bagel and Chobani, fills up on his 10-12 cups of Java and starts the day at work bright and early to return thirteen hours later to a table set with Arabic Mezze prepared by my chef extraordinaire mother
Alors, this weekend my father and I made sure to make the most of the last of lunches- a preferable form of father-daughter bonding
Saturday, we drove to our favourite ethnic grocer, a market on 22nd and Irving in San Francisco to stock up on all the usual Ramadan food staples:
- 12 bags of freshly baked Caravan whole wheat pita bread
- Ackawi Cheese for mama (it’s an Arabic cheese)
- 6 cans of Cortas Hummus
- 6 cans of Cortas Babghanouj
- 6 cans of Foul Mudammas
- Pickled Lebanese Turnips
- A LOT of parsley, cilantro, aubergines, lemons, and Mexican courgettes
- Phyllo dough for Sambusak
Can you believe he’s NEVER had a nutella banana crepe?!
Delightful…but being a crepe connoisseur-ess, I still believe that Suzette in Bombay and Pereira Creperie in Portland are superior
It was tasty, filling, and had a generous amount of avocado; however in terms of the actual crepe, Suzette and C’est Si Bon (at the Portland Farmer’s Market) are far better- perhaps it’s because they use buckwheat crepes
Nevertheless, the weekend was passed in fine company with a three day consecutive “sandwich” extravaganza and now I can get the excitement juices flowing for tonight’s Iftar (Ramadan dinner); oh yes and I’m finally going to introduce my family to kale chips- I know they’re reluctant and don’t believe me when I emphasize how glorious they are, but they are soon to be surprised!
Are you familiar with Ramadan? Ever eaten a Ramadan Iftar before?
What’s your idea of parental-bonding time?
Fan of falafel? Fan of crepes? Tell me your favourite crepe-stuffings!