I walked by the tanks of live fish ready to be scooped out, scaled, cleaned and handed over to the customer; passed the live chickens, ducks, pigeons and rabbits stacked in cages behind a glass wall, also available to select for dinner. When I reached the spice isles I thought all I had to do was pick out the spices I was familiar with. After all, the spices really make the dish. I grabbed a scoop of a brownish spice from the first bin and sniffed. It was not a spice I recognized. I tried again,even though my sense of smell was numbed, scooping out spices and sniffing in a desperate attempt to pinpoint the familiar ones l could use like nutmeg, allspice, cumin, coriander and such. The only one I could recognize was cinnamon! I was devastated and discouraged, but I vowed to explore my surroundings until I found the ingredients and tools I needed in this sprawling city of thirty million.
My goal is to recreate the dishes that give my family the taste of home. I wanted to recreate the authentic Lebanese cuisine I grew up with in North America and continued to cook in my own home. Being from a large family, food was a major way to connect. In this site I will present recipes that have been handed down for generations, recipes that have become family favorites, and recipes that I discovered here in China and in my travels.
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