Bahubbak ya Fatoush
Warning: This blog/poem/dedication is downright silly. And, trust me my fiance is well aware of my crush.
Fatoush...ya fatoush...bahuabbak ya fatoush.
You are diverse and colorful and never the same.
You can have
lettuce
cucumbers
tomatoes
mint
onion
radishes
peppers
and thyme.
Sometimes you are served with vinegar and oil, however most times with lemon, oil, and semac (not to be confused with summac).
Sometimes the pita is fried and at other times baked...
And, in many ways ya fatoush, you are a metaphor for this region. Often tart sometimes sweet or hot and always tasty...ya fatoush...I am addicted.
Your brother tabouleh is very similar in diversity but rarely is it as good as it was on Sunday mixed with grenadine (SJ's mother's is certainly the best) so I apologize to you tabouleh because fatoush seems to always hold my interest.
In times of trouble, boredom and excitement fi Lubnan, I am always happy for fatoush. For the 2 to 3 readers of this blog, feel free to chime in on other lovely ingredients that may come up with forever diverse...fatoush.
Bahubbak ya Fatoush...how I will miss thee when I leave....
And, as you are a food, my fiance seems to accept my wandering eye...
Fatoush...ya fatoush...bahuabbak ya fatoush.
You are diverse and colorful and never the same.
You can have
lettuce
cucumbers
tomatoes
mint
onion
radishes
peppers
and thyme.
Sometimes you are served with vinegar and oil, however most times with lemon, oil, and semac (not to be confused with summac).
Sometimes the pita is fried and at other times baked...
And, in many ways ya fatoush, you are a metaphor for this region. Often tart sometimes sweet or hot and always tasty...ya fatoush...I am addicted.
Your brother tabouleh is very similar in diversity but rarely is it as good as it was on Sunday mixed with grenadine (SJ's mother's is certainly the best) so I apologize to you tabouleh because fatoush seems to always hold my interest.
In times of trouble, boredom and excitement fi Lubnan, I am always happy for fatoush. For the 2 to 3 readers of this blog, feel free to chime in on other lovely ingredients that may come up with forever diverse...fatoush.
Bahubbak ya Fatoush...how I will miss thee when I leave....
And, as you are a food, my fiance seems to accept my wandering eye...
Labels: Just silly
posted by Digital Flicker at
12:58 PM
2 Comments:
Parsley, "bakleh" (an herb like clover), fresh mint, and summer "mountain" tomatoes. Vinegar and pomegranate reduced syrup (not as sweet as grenadine), and pita bread MUST be grilled with some charred pieces for the wonderful smokiness. To die for :D
I have to admit it might be the American in me, but I like the pita fried in olive oil.
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