Now that you’ve had your rage with the #Fattouch / #FatDouche case which turned up to a dead end, let me unleash my rage against something more important and deserves blocking roads, burning flags, demonstrations, protests and some vegetables chopping. TABBOULEH! (i have to note the sarcastic tone, because sometimes things are only funny in my head)
I am a Tabbouleh extremist. It kills me to watch a chef massacring what he/she claims to be the real tabbouleh from the middle east (and I will not specify the country of origin because that’s a whole different debate)
They say don’t judge a book by its cover.
I’ll judge a book by its content.
How many times have you approached a cookbook about middle eastern cuisine and while flipping through the recipes you find the tabbouleh recipe asking you to soak the burghul in warm water?
Doesn’t it piss you off?
I would judge a book that claims to be authentic by how faithful to the original they were. And don’t get me started on cooking shows! I’m fine if they call it a tabbouleh-inspired recipe. But they should not dare call it the real deal when it’s definitely an adaptation of the original according to the liking of the cook and audience and the availability of ingredients.
If it isn’t the tabbouleh I grew up to, it’s not right. There are, of course, some minor variations according families and geographic locations but tabbouleh is the perfect marriage between parsley, tomatoes, onions and burghul and seasoned with oil, lemon, allspice and salt. Whoever states the original recipe to be otherwise is stepping away from the most commonly known authentic version.
Original tabbouleh is not to be messed with.
LEAVE TABBOULEH ALONE!
On another note, back when I was in Sri Lanka, Verity and I arranged a cook-off with the in-house chef, Chef Indika to whoever is at the Ebb & Flow. We went grocery shopping and I had to discover the fresh ingredients available. I was not sure I’d find parsley, especially in the quantities I’d need, and burghul. Tomatoes, onions, lemon and olive oil are much easier to find. Luckily I found my ingredients but with a Sri Lankan twist.
Frizzy parsley instead of flat leaf.
Lime instead of lemon.
Shallots instead of onions.
And burghul, which I thought would be exotic was available in the breakfast section which was softer and absorbed the dressing very quickly.
But I couldn’t find allspice so I used a little black pepper. I prefer allspice because I like it’s flavor in tabbouleh.
The tabbouleh turned out great and it was loved by the guests.
Chef Indika suggested adding dried fish and fish sauce to the salad because that’s how his taste buds felt what the “missing”/accompanying flavor should be. I would be fine it until he starts calling it authentic tabbouleh.
- 2 bunches of parsley
- 4 medium tomatoes
- 2 green onion stalks, or 1 small onion, or 3-4 tiny shallots with their greens
- 1/4 cup lemon juice or juice from 2 lemons
- 1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
- 1 tsp salt
- 1/2 tsp allspice
- A handful of burghul
- Very finely chop the parsley and onions. Set aside in a large bowl
- Dice the tomatoes into 1/2 centimeter cubes and place in the same bowl
- Add the burghul, salt, allspice, lemon juice and oil and mix. I like how it is traditionally mixed using both hands
- Taste and adjust the salt, allspice and lemon according to your preference. I like mine with a little more burghul and more lemony
- Serve with lettuce leaves or young and tender vine leaves when in season
Variations: Adding finely chopped mint and pomegranate syrup