Homemade Green Falafel Balls + Israeli and Cabbage Salad

August 17, 2016

There is a small hole-in-the-wall falafel place near the old city of Jerusalem that makes the best falafel I've ever had in my life. The brick shack is so small, the bench by the window where you order seats three, four if you scoot close enough. Shlomo Falafel, or maybe it's Shmuel (I should know this) is run by a man who lives his faith. He makes one bowl of his mix every day and closes up shop as soon as the last crumbs are served. That happens around noon. I'm not sure if it's the taste that makes his perfectly spiced and herbed falafel exceptional or maybe the dedication and love I imagine he mixes in as well. My father-in-law, a native Jerusalemite, took us there when we were visiting four years ago and I've been dreaming of going back. And I will be, so soon. 

Light and Creamy Pesto Potato Salad

June 14, 2016


If you follow blogs and food media, you've probably seen countless recipes for ice creams and ice pops, bbqs and stone fruits, and oh the berries. All quintessentially summer and it isn't even officially summer. It gets me excited, yet dizzy and maybe even deflated. Because I can't ever keep up. And as much as I'm in touch with my reality and even happy within it, I still somehow feel like I should. I'm forever an idealist. Between life, kids, magazine deadlines, and catching my breath, I'm left with a slow blogging schedule that brims on unintentionally sluggish. So I've come up with a solution. I'll be sharing some of the recipes I've written for a magazine I've been contributing. The posts will be short, sweet and delightful.

Whole Wheat Peanut Butter (Ice Cream) Cookies

May 30, 2016

This weekend seems to be the unofficial start of summer and though I can't believe how fast the year has passed, I'm looking forward to the relaxed routine awaiting us in 19 days as that marks the official start of summer to my cheerful first grader and exuberant preschooler. There are no plans for camps and such. I'm thinking mommy camp might be in order this year. The past ten months have been lived on such a tight schedule, I feel like I'm missing out on the joy of just being with one another. I can already see the afternoons getting rowdy, as the toddler will be home from daycare and the baby glued to my hip, so I need to make sure my freezer is fully stocked with these Whole Wheat Peanut Butter Cookies that I turned into ice cream sandwiches. Because cookies and ice cream buy me 6 minutes of calm, and that's worth the sticky floors and sugar highs.

Avocado Toast with Foolproof Soft Boil Egg

May 13, 2016

I remember my seven year old self squabbling with my mother over what I'd eat for dinner. It was a sticky summer night, typical of Israel, we were on vacation visiting family, and all I wanted to eat was greasy, addicting fast food. Every. Night. Those burger and fries from Burger Ranch were the most exciting thing in my eyes, and though my mother justifiably disapproved, I knew I could harp on her weakness. If I begged enough, she always gave in, because that Jewish-mother-food-obsession gene is strong in her. She would go to great lengths to make sure I ate something, anything. 
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