It’s Easter again!
This time of the year when nature wakes up from a long slumber bringing back out all the buds it tucked away inside its tough brown coat from the harsh winter. Trees may look dead, frail and leafless, but they’re busy working in silence, to shine with the most magical season of the year.
After a period of hibernation, work was being done silently.
In the past couple of months, I went back to my 5m² kitchen with a fire to cook something. In the meantime I cooked a new identity, a blossoming one that reflects my constant passion for food and nature. Continue reading
UPDATE: I updated the post photos with recent ones (2017) with the new branding.
After posting about Kaak Asfar, I promised to share another Easter speciality, and since i am a man of my word, here it is: Maamoul. This is an annual recipe we enjoy making, or try to stay away from as much as possible, but we fail. The process is as good as the final product. For those who are not familiar with Maamoul, it is fragrant semolina cookie shells stuffed with slightly sweetened ground dates, pistachios or walnuts with aromas of rose water and orange blossom water.
Maamoul is only made as an Easter delicacy by Middle Eastern Christians. Taking into consideration the Lebanese sweets shops and brands war over who ruled the billboards, maamoul has got good exposure in the past couple of years. Still, maamoul is scary for all those health freaks and those with health issues: dietitians warning you how much calories one cookie has, your trainer informing you about how many hours on the treadmill you need to burn one cookie, or your cholesterol-filled heart and arteries scream from the fat you eat all year long at the sight of a maamoul cookie. It is so desired yet very much hated. Have you given its feelings a thought? Have you? HAVE YOU? Is that how you treat the guest that only comes once a year?
You only think about yourselves, you selfish fatties! Continue reading