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Seder -- for twenty -- went fairly smoothly, much to my releif. With the exception of a couple of sauces, I performed no experiments.
The menu:
Greek charoset ala Nancy Friedman
Matzoh ball soup
Simple green salad with kalamata olives and grape tomatoes
Gefilte fish souffle (Nancy Friedman's recipe, via Z's mom -- the only gefilte fish I'll eat!)
Apple kugel
Glazed carrots and beets
Roasted vegetables with two sauces
The sauces:
1. Simple yogurt & mint, with lots of turmeric.
2. Ground walnut & cilantro, spiced with yellow peppers and thinned with small amounts of yogurt and olive oil -- this one mellowed a great deal after a day in the 'fridge.
And I made fresh horseradish -- just whirled it in the cuisinart with white vinegar and a little bit of canola oil. Powerful stuff.
Sometime during the meal preparation, Z's mom commented that I must be Sephardic at heart, given the flavors I'm drawn to.
On another note, Z & I went househunting today...there are some gorgeous houses on the market right now.
Posted by sev @ 10:46 PM PST |