I had been looking
forward to this meal for several days now. Whether anyone else cared or not, I knew I had something to
look forward to this weekend. And I was really hoping this would go well since
our cat Algeria ran out the door, and we haven’t seen her since. And of course
my eight-year-old daughter is sincerely heartbroken about this. Our other cat
Morocco is an introvert like my husband and I, so she’s not quite the playful,
frisky cat the kids want her to be. She’s the type that’ll stare at a wall for
hours. But I’m sure I can make them feel better with food. It always works with
me, and my kids are merely a slow genetic leak.
The bread I made
today was called Koulouri-Cypriot Village Bread, or as my husband calls it,
Bread With Rocks, Sticks, Pinecones, and Other Debris. The dough starts out with flour, salt,
olive oil, ground anise seed, water, and a yeast mixture. It’s kneaded until it becomes a sticky
dough and is formed into a ball. It
needs to rest for about an hour. After kneading it one more time, I put all of
the seeds – sesame seeds, poppy seeds, and caraway seeds – into a bowl with a
little water. I took my dough ball
and rolled it around in the seeds and let it sit for another 45 minutes. After
laying it on some parchment paper (I was surprised I even had some left), I put
it in the oven for 30 minutes. It came out smelling wonderful and the black and
white seeds on the golden bread looked amazing. And what’s better is the taste.
The crust pulled away from the inside of the bread, and it was best when it was
fresh out of the oven and steam rose out of it a bit after cutting it. I did
forget to score the bread before baking, but no worries. Even my husband ate a
piece and acknowledged that debris-laden bread isn’t all that bad, and can even
be – what’s the word? – tasty. Seeds are actually very good for you, so I’m counting
this a health food.
Picture perfect. Well, for a bread covered with rocks and sticks and debris. |
All of my favorites. My finicky four-year-old picked out all of the feta cheese and left the rest. |
The main dish is
called Afelia, or Cypriot Braised Pork.
To braise a piece of meat means to lightly pan fry it and then slowly
stew the meat. My guess is that by
pan-frying the outsides, it helps to lock in the natural juices on the inside, allowing
you to create a very tender piece of meat. The recipe called for pork belly,
but I used boneless pork ribs instead, cut into small pieces. I placed it into
a large bowl, covered it in merlot wine, added crushed coriander seeds, and a
couple of bay leaves, and let it marinate for about an hour. Then I took the
meat out and pan-fried it in a skillet. Afterwards, I added the marinade back
into the skillet and added a little bit of cinnamon, and some salt and pepper
and let simmer for about an hour (although the recipe just said 40 minutes). My
daughter called it “purple pork” because it looked purple after marinating and
simmering in the wine. When it was done, it was so tender, it practically
melted in your mouth. The red wine was discreet and the sweet spices
counterbalanced the dryness of the wine. I thought it was simply divine.
And the best part? I still have half the bottle of wine left! |
And to go with this
is a recipe I found for Cypriot rice pilaf. Unlike the rice pilaf that I was familiar with, apparently
in Cyprus, a popular recipe calls to use vermicelli in it. However, the recipe I
found wasn’t exactly complete, and I had to fill in the blanks (like most of
the quantities). First I started
cooking the vermicelli pasta, and after it was done, I drained the water and added
some minced garlic. Then you’ll
need to half a cup and a quarter of chicken stock (because I only added a cup,
and it wasn’t quite enough), a little turmeric, and some minced onion. I also
added a small can of peas and carrots.
Once everything’s been stirred up and heated together, I added ¾ cup of uncooked
rice and let simmer for 15 minutes.
Because I didn’t have enough stock, the bottom got a little scorched and
was a little thick, but otherwise, it was really good. Once I tweak the recipe
a bit, I think it could be awesome.
At least I know MY rice pilaf doesn't have MSG in it. |
The food was
excellent. Definitely a do-again.
And each dish was fairly simple to make, yet each was packed full of
flavor. These would be the perfect
dish to make for your next get-together, holiday, or dinner party. Although I have to keep reminding
myself that not everyone has the same discerning tastes that I do which is
often disappointing. And I struggle with this. I either need to learn to deal with them or get better
friends. (Haha.) But one person who loved the food and ate the entire plate was
my daughter. I suppose maybe having her helping me in the kitchen helped to
take a load off of her mind about that cat. Food is powerful: it brings people together, it separates
you from the people who have dull taste buds, it makes you feel better inside
and out.
Awesome meal. Now about that half bottle of wine... |
Up next: Czech Republic
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