A Nice Bowl of Soup

Gavriel wants us to ask him why he didn’t have time to blog the other night. OK, we’ll bite.
I was cooking Egyptian Lentil Soup with my 9 year old daughter, Rachel. Why? (I’m just going to assume you asked.)
Primarily because Rachel was hungry. That’s probably a good enough reason by itself. The fact that she was patient enough to wait the time necessary to finish cooking something, and to contribute to its preparation is testimony to her love of Egyptian Lentil Soup. Not that it is particularly time-consuming or difficult to prepare — but come on, we’re talking about a hungry nine-year-old here!
Of course, as is so often the case in parenting, I had ulterior motives in going through the effort of cooking soup with my daughter when there was frozen pizza in the freezer (and not just that I was saving the frozen pizza for myself for later).
Cooking with my kids, especially with only one of them at a time, and MOST especially when they are not whining or breaking things, is a great way to spend some quality, low-intensity time together where the activity leaves plenty of room for easy conversation. And that easy conversation can be very valuable.
Quite the dad. He doesn’t call himself AbbaGav for nothing. Here’s the recipe if you want it. But what makes it Egyptian?
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Imshin on
Sun, Sep 10th 2006 8:16 PM
It looks very much like the lentil soup my mother-in-law makes. She taught me to make it too, and the girls love it. My mother-in-law is from Turkish-Bukharan descent (although third generation in Israel and born in Tel Aviv).
Today I had lunch at Julie’s, on Shabazi, which is Egyptian, but the food was amazingly similar to my mother-in-law’s.
My only problem with lunch was that there was piles of fresh cilantro in everything and I don’t really like fresh cilantro at all. My mother-in-law doesn’t use cilantro, thank goodness.
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