Then Lunch Was Served…

I had a long long list of dishes I wanted mom to make me. Stuff that included but was not lim­ited to:

- wara2 3enab (dolma)
 – kibbeh
 – ma7ashi (with all its deriv­a­tives and styles)
 – sfee7a
 – mjad­dara
 – burghul b7ummos
 – knafeh

and of course sev­eral other hun­dred dishes.

So since mom knows wara2 3enab is the top pri­or­ity, she rolled up her sleeves and treated me to an awe­some lunch. Unfor­tu­nately since we didn’t have sam­neh 3arabi it didn’t taste like it should have but I just had to make do.

I mean, it is wara2 3enab for the love of God!

Mom likes to make them bite-​size for rea­sons unex­plained. It takes her weeks and months to roll enough a quan­tity for me to eat and yet she does it whole heart­edly because, she believes, the best things in life come bite-​sized.

She’s of course com­pli­ment­ing her­self cuz she is one of them under­tall peoplings.

So in any case, here are a cou­ple of pho­tos. Please note that this is actu­ally my dish (I swear). I ate it in two sit­tings :D The other invi­tees (we totalled six) had to eat from another serv­ing plat­ter and even­tu­ally had to take a few koosas from me (damn them!)

I still can’t believe mom keeps offend­ing me buy offer­ing me a plate every time she makes a meal.

I DON’T EAT FROM THE PLATE, I EAT FROM THE PLATTER!

Sigh. Moms. You gotta love em :D

She’s now in Syria with her mom eat­ing her mom’s food :D isn’t is awe­some! My sis­ter had to go to Dam­as­cus for a two-​day con­fer­ence and — you guessed it — she brought back wara2 3enab this time made by granny and had loads of sam­neh on top.

*burps*

Excuse me.

Now I won­der if I will ever find a Mrs who can make wara2 3enab.…