Wow, I digress. I even took pictures of the lamb-balls last night, but they Disappeared. Bevan sent a multipage missive about his latest trip through Anatolia, hence the desire for things Turkish. or things Bevan-ish: his missive reports that all is not well with Turkish cooking.
So tonight's dinner was still in the vein of the Middle East but penance for meatballs - oh, and lapin noodles at lunch...
Below, still life, Brooklyn style. It's fall. I'm allowed to buy too-much-stuff.
Cactus pears (OK prickly pears for those in the old country) far left, back row; why? I like 'em. Arugula, yes, I've got over my temporary aversion and defection to Boston lettuce; an acorn squash beneath - to satisfy all the Fall propaganda; the...yams; red onion; broccoli...back to left front: garlic; shitake mushrooms and their big portobello cousins (will stuff the one with the other, tomorrow night)...
Hm. This may be more at home with Miss H at New York Shitty ...Look: I'm not exactly an instant food fan. But this stuff (Sahadi's house falafel) is just too good and too cheap to be sniffed at... $2.40 for a whole box??? This is like....35 cents' worth...
A glass of my faithful Oyster Bay, a bowl of terrace parsley and baby tomatoes, Greek yogurt with terrace mint and garlic chopped into it, plus a little tahini, and red onion wilting in some lime juice and salt...
Ta-raaaa. Really, it was pretty delicious.
Stewed quince for dessert with some cream. Hmmmm.
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