It doesn’t seem that long ago when I made baba ghannouj for the first time. It was incredibly tasty. What there was of it. Unfortunately, the eggplant exploded while it was cooking. Scrubbing baked-on eggplant from the far reaches of my oven was not how I pictured spending that evening. Sweet husband comes home to find me with my head stuck in the oven – then relaxes when he realizes it’s electric.
But I’m thinking about making it again, this time a little differently. Moutabel is a spicier version and looks fantastic. Why would I attempt this again? It’s all in the name of book club. Next week we’ll be discussing Son of Hamas and I like to theme our snacks around the book. The book is terribly interesting and I really need to concentrate on what’s going on – I’m not used to doing that when I read. There are so many people in this one and their names are names I’m not used to hearing. Our group is a good mix of people from all walks of life, so I’m interested to hear what they all have to say about the book.
I need to bring a suggestion for our next book – any ideas? And I’ll keep you posted on the eggplant.
Have you been meaning to get out to the farmer’s market but just can’t pull yourself out of your a/c induced stupor? Well here’s a great reason to brave the 105 degree heat index this weekend.
The Homespun Chic Marketplace is having its first annual sale this Sunday at the Winter Park Farmer’s Market from 2:30pm – 6pm. Help support your local artists and artisans as well as the Make A Wish Foundation of Central and Northern Florida (a percentage of all proceeds will be donated there).
Get your holiday shopping started early this year! I only wish I made something great so that I could be a part of the show. There’s always next year? I don’t know about you, but there are all these great things I want to do but I’m having trouble with finding the time and energy. I grew up with a crazy crafting mom – she has genuine talent and unfortunately that didn’t pass on to me. My sister does well in all her endeavors so she seems to have inherited a bit of the magic. It seems if I can’t do it well the first time around I just don’t want to do it anymore.
It’s been a busy/strange few weeks. The mother of one our good friends passed away late last week after a seemingly short battle with breast cancer. She was so bright and had this beaming smile that lit up not only her whole face but really the whole room. She will be missed dearly. My best friend got married in a spur-of-the-moment wedding recently and I’ll be traveling out-of-state (all by myself!) to celebrate with her and her new family. My sister is getting married and is handling her wedding plans with such ease and poise I’m afraid the body snatchers came sometime in the night. Abi has finished her first round of swimming lessons. And although she cried through every single class, when you’d ask her if she’d like to try the new skill again she would say with teary voice – ‘yes’. Now she is teaching all her bath toys how to swim and has started to float on her back in our little kiddie pool in the backyard.