Jar of Juice

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 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

She’s now in Syria with her mom eating her mom’s food 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….

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