Friday, December 9, 2011

Reducing Holiday Stress (or, My Other Name is Scrooge)

December drives me up the Christmas tree. Busy at work, out of control at home. So last year I decided to make one little change to free up some time and money, and lower the stress. I would stop exchanging Christmas gifts with the adults in my family.

I wasn’t canceling Christmas. We’d still have good times, but the gifts would be just for the kids.

My kids would still get something small for my parents, but it not be from me. I can’t make exceptions for some adults in my family and not others because the slippery slope bottoms out at the Mall of America parking lot. And I didn’t want to run around that mall crazed and racking up credit card debt anymore.

This shopping season has me holding firm, but it’s not easy. Today my mom called me from her cell phone. Here’s how the conversation went:

MOM: I’m at Ridgedale with your sister, shopping for your Christmas present. Do you wear a medium or a small sweater?

ME: But you aren’t supposed to buy me a Christmas present, mom. We agreed last year, I’m not exchanging with adults.

MOM: This cardigan is SO you. I’m just not sure what size to get you.

ME: Mom, don’t get it for me, please. You buy enough stuff for my kids. I don’t want anything.

MOM: I’m getting your sister a present, so I can’t not get you one. I would feel bad.

ME: I’m not getting you a present, so I would feel bad if you gave me one. Just make sure you have a box of chocolate-covered cherries at your house. I'm looking forward to those.

MOM: It’s pink, purple and black, with flowers. It’s so pretty.

ME: I don’t want it. Really, I mean it.

MOM: You sure sound mad! This is the appreciation I get for wanting to buy my own daughter a nice present?

ME: I’m sorry. I’m not mad.

MOM: Silence.

MOM: Small or medium?

I'm still holding firm, but tomorrow is Saturday, and my mom and the kids and I have plans to meet…at the mall.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Sex, Pirates, and Babette Cole














Published by Catherine Dehdashti at Open Salon: http://open.salon.com/blog/catherine_dehdashti/2011/12/09/sex_pirates_and_babette_cole/comment

My daughter Z had a favorite book when she was little—it was about a child's uncle who is a pirate. The pirate falls in love with a mermaid and marries her. Written and illustrated by Babette Cole in her distinctive style, The Trouble with Uncle was a swashbuckling good read.

When Z was eight and I decided to tell her how babies are made, I was pleasedl to find that Ms. Cole had a book on that. I checked out Mommy Laid an Egg, or Where Do Babies Come From from my library and read it with my daughter. Reveling in Ms. Cole’s droll humor, we read The Trouble with Uncle again too, for old times sake. Both books are a laugh-riot. Love me some Babette Cole.

I know that when my mom told me about sex, she did her best; she even drew pictures. But I still didn't quite understand what goes where. So I thought that checking out a book or two on the subject was the way to go with my daughter. As hilarious as the drawings were (sex positions—OH MY GOD, in one they are on a skateboard), there was clarity on what went where. Z got that. I thought we were good.

Soon after, we had some family friends over for dinner. We had a fun evening with the other couple, whom we’ve known for years, while Z and their little girl, 10 months younger, shut themselves in a room downstairs.


The next day, my friend called, audibly distressed. Z had told her daughter about how babies are made. My friend wasn’t ready to talk to her daughter about sex. But what really disturbed her, and she said she didn’t quite know how to say this, was how Z had told her daughter about how women get pregnant. “She said that women get pregnant when they have sex with pirates,” my friend said, voice shaking.

I’m not quite what sure my friend was thinking—perhaps that my daughter had caught me and my husband in some kinky role-playing game, him with a patch on one eye perhaps. But I knew right away what had happened. Babette Cole. My daughter had meshed the two books in her head. She had relayed the sex part just fine. I secretly cheered my success on the what-goes-where part in my head, then apologized to my friend about Z spilling the beans, and feebly explained the mix-up with the pirates and the sex.

Last week, my now 11-year-old and I had the opportunity to attend a mother-daughter retreat facilitated by Planned Parenthood. With 10 other sets of moms and their girls, we spent a full day together in a church basement learning about sexuality, puberty, and also playing theater/drama games and activities that helped us open up the lines of communication and build trust in each other.

Some mothers and daughters were hesitant at first, but the facilitator and educators from Planned Parenthood have been doing these retreats for, oh I can’t remember, maybe 20 or 30 years. The retreat cost $70 for each mom-girl set, to spend the day together, learning about something essential to humanity. I’m so grateful to the mom who set it up and to Planned Parenthood for having such a wonderful offering. Considering my past experience, I wonder if sex ed really is best left to the pros.

Planned Parenthood has mother-son retreats too. (They tried father-son retreats for a few years, but participation was low.)

I hope to go to one of these puberty and sex ed retreats with my son when he’s a little older. We'll just have to get there before he learns about me and that pirate.


My writing highlights of 2011

As everybody trying to balance work and family knows, it's hard to fit in anything else, but I'm trying. It helps that I don't even try to fit in a work-out regime--more time for writing! (I'll make any excuse for not exercising.) Finding creative time does seem to get easier as the kids get older.

THANKS for reading the few articles I've managed to publish outside of work in 2011, and one of many I wrote for my job at the U of M.

Cookbook review: Scholars serve up Middle Eastern dessertsNov. 24, 2011

Cookbook review: A Persian feast for the new yearStar Tribune, March 30, 2011

Agroforestry: New ways for old terrain
Source Magazine, Fall, 2011

Kotex ad was a launch pad to a different tween talk
Salon.com, Open Salon Editor's Pick, April 8

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Cookbook review: Scholarly authors serve up Middle Eastern desserts

Published at Minneapolis Star Tribune, November 24, 2011

http://www.startribune.com/lifestyle/taste/134412958.html

The Arabian Nights get new life with this collection of stories and the sweet treats that are part of them.


"SWEETS OF ARABY: ENCHANTING RECIPES FROM THE TALES OF THE 1001 ARABIAN NIGHTS"

(Countryman Press, 128 pages, $19.95).

Long before the stories of 1,001 Arabian Nights were told by Scheherazade to save her life from the murderous King Shahryar, women have told stories. Leila Salloum Elias and Muna Salloum join the tradition with "Sweets of Araby: Enchanting Recipes From the Tales of the 1001 Arabian Nights" Stories about growing up on their mother's desserts as third-generation Syrian-Canadians help the sisters personalize this dessert cookbook.

The unusual feature of this book is its connection to the Arabian Nights, a collection of short stories told within the shell of the frightening relationship of the royal Persian couple. Scheherazade not only curtailed the king's wrath with her stories each night, say the authors, but also with sweets. "She must ensure that his love for her became even more powerful," the Salloums write in opening. "Starting tonight, she would serve with each tale a sweet from Araby that would please him even more."

The Salloum sisters translated the recipes of these life-saving delights from ancient texts. Sure, perhaps they could have gotten several of the recipes from their mother or from one of the cooks they met as they enjoyed the treats across the Middle East.

But isn't the whole point here the telling of stories? It's much more fun to prepare these exotic treats after learning how the recipes were directly translated by the authors, both Middle East scholars, from 10th-century manuscripts before being adapted for today's modern cooks.

Most of the 25 recipes (one for each tale included) use the same core ingredients. If you like rosewater and spiced nuts, you're as golden as the almond-filled fried doughnut hole called luqum al-qadi, or the pistachio-stuffed and batter-fried dates. If Scheherazade's desserts don't tempt you like they did the king, consider the book a sweet compilation of 25 of the legendary tales, colorfully illustrated by Linda Dalal Sawaya.

CATHERINE DEHDASHTI, freelance writer

Recipe: Hays (Date-Nut Balls)
Makes 35 balls.

Note: According to the authors, these no-bake morsels are one of the oldest sweets recorded in Arab history and were a stepping stone for the desserts enjoyed in the Middle East today. The recipe requires a food processor.

3/4 lb. fresh, pitted dates, chopped
2 c. finely ground bread crumbs
1 c. ground almonds
1 c. chopped pistachios
1/2 c. plus 1 tbsp. light sesame oil
Powdered sugar for rolling

Directions
Place the dates, bread crumbs, almonds and pistachios in a food processor and process for 2 minutes.

Pour the sesame oil evenly over the mixture and process for about 5 minutes. Press a small amount of the mixture in the palm of your hand to make sure it sticks together. If it doesn't, process the mixture a little longer until it begins to bind.

Form the mixture into balls that are each about the size of a walnut. Roll the balls in the powdered sugar and place on a serving plate.

Nutrition information per each ball:
Calories 120 Fat 7 g Sodium 45 mg
Carbohydrates 14 g Saturated fat 1 g Calcium 26 mg
Protein 2 g Cholesterol 0 mg Dietary fiber 2 g
Diabetic exchanges per serving: 1/2 fruit, 1/2 bread/starch, 11/2 fat.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Kotex ad was a launch pad to different “tween talk”


Open Salon Editor’s Pick APRIL 8, 2011 http://open.salon.com/blog/catherine_dehdashti/2011/04/07/kotex_ad_was_a_launch_pad_to_different_tween_talk

 By Catherine Dehdashti

The envelope caught my eye in the stack of otherwise trash-can destined mailers. Satin black, with stars, hearts, and the word “tween” blazed fuchsia across the front. I have a tween girl, I thought. Then I saw other words: “U by Kotex,” and below that the return address for the Kimberly-Clark company in Fort Worth, Texas.

Suddenly, I got it. And I don’t mean “I got it” the way Margaret Simon did in “Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret,” Judy Blume’s classic adolescent menstruation novel. I mean “I got it” because I’ve been through this routine before.

At my first prenatal visit, I’d filled out a card agreeing to receive free infant formula samples, along with “other exciting offers.” Marketers have been tracking me and my then-fetus ever since. They know that my child is 11 years old now, and they also know the fetus turned out to be a girl—a girl who likes to buy clothes at Justice for Girls.

Some of the clothes at Justice for Girls have stars, hearts, diamonds, and swirls on them. And quelle surprise, there are similarly fun designs printed right on the U by Kotex Tween pads the mailer promoted. Thanks to Kotex, my kid can now wear feminine hygiene pads to match. When she needs them, that is.

The ad warned me and mothers of far younger girls of the urgency: “The time for the talk might be sooner than you think. Girls are getting their periods younger than ever.” I opened the flap, only to be further advised: “Some girls get their period as young as 8.”

A funky font in a swirly cloud asked “She’s ready. Are you?” (You’ll have to imagine the heart dotting the question mark.) The mailer implored me to not procrastinate. I should pick my day now for the talk and put it on my calendar so I’ll stick to it. A photo of a mother and daughter having pizza at a restaurant, and another of a mom whispering into the ear of her smiling daughter inspired quality mother-daughter time, sponsored by Kotex. The ad promised online videos, tools, and tips to help with the talk at www.kotex.com/tween.

I typed in the web address on my laptop. The first video featured three women including a doctor having “chick chat,” as Kotex called it, around a coffee table. Another video showed perfect model-like tween girls talking about getting their periods.

These online “tools & tips” put me on alert to the possibility that my daughter could be “traumatized” if she started bleeding and didn’t know why (and presumably, if she didn’t have the right designer pads in her backpack or bathroom cabinet).

A $1-off coupon on the mailer beckoned me to buy a supply of the uniquely patterned U by Kotex Tween pads. It hadn’t been so long since I’d fallen for Disney princesses on the Huggies disposable diapers, also made by Kimberly-Clark. Could it be time for designer menstrual pads?

We had actually—well, sort of—had the talk a while ago, and it didn’t go like Kotex depicted. I had tried to talk while my daughter held up her hand and snapped “Stop! I know already!” She didn’t smile brightly like the girl in the photo whose mother whispered the secrets of Eve into her ear. No, my girl rolled her eyes and then tried to escape. I asked if she had questions, but she refused to ask any. I finally put some white pads in her bathroom, gave her a book about puberty, and decided “the talk” wasn’t for everyone.

Unless any fashion police come to inspect our feminine hygiene supply, I’m confident that my strategy preemptively averted the crisis Kotex tried to scare me with. But the U by Kotex Tween campaign did help me initiate another important talk with my 11-year-old. Our next talk was about being a wise consumer.

I even took my daughter out for our talk, just as the Kotex Tween campaign suggested. We didn’t go for pizza like the models in the ad; we went shopping (and not to Justice, quelle dommage). As she tried to escape the feminine hygiene products in the drugstore’s Aisle 5 for the less embarrassing hair products in Aisle 4, I kept her just long enough to compare prices.

The Tween pads, with their brightly colored wrappers and box, were $3.84 for 16 ultra-thin pads (24 cents each). Another selling point is that they are sized right for little people, so there is also less material. But the package was nearly double the price of a similar package of plain white Kotex pads costing $2.86 for 22 pads (13 cents each).

The tween years are short. My 11-year-old is already tiring of shopping at Justice and has begun dragging me into real teen stores where the lights are too low to judge the quality of the clothes and the music is loud enough to drown out thoughts of frugality. But if your feminine hygiene company can start building your loyalty as early as age 8, they are smart enough not to stop at 11.

And they haven’t stopped at age 11. U by Kotex has just announced its partnership with Sex-in-the-City costume designer Patricia Field and a “Ban the Bland” contest in which anyone over age 14 can enter her (or his, quelle horreur!) own pad design. The winner will work with Field to finalize a design that will reach store shelves. They already have colorful wrappers for all ages similar to the Tween line, but soon all ages will be able to put even more chemicals and dyes directly between their legs.

The company wants to make me think that being so bold and assertive about menstruation will “empower” my daughter and the next generation of women, so it has appealed to my love of art and design, and to my desire to keep my child happy. Kotex says that your period doesn’t have to be boring (“why do pads look like bandages lol” types of messages are plastered across the website), and they’ve created a splashy, fun campaign that does not forget to insinuate that I’m a prim and prudish bore for calling it out, and that my daughter should be embarrassed if she wears plain white pads that “look like bandages lol.”

The U by Kotex Tween campaign, along with the “Ban the Bland” pad design contest is so distractingly artsy that it’s almost hard to remember the three things I hope my daughter will let me tell her about buying the needed products.

Those three things are 1.) Nobody is going to see the pad except for you, 2.) You aren’t going to spend much time looking at it, and 3.) The stars, hearts, and diamonds pads aren’t going to protect your white pants any better than the pads that cost half as much. The princess diapers didn’t.

Catherine Dehdashti is a freelance writer—and the world’s worst soccer mom—living in Eagan, Minnesota

Thursday, March 31, 2011

A Persian feast for the new year

Published by Minneapolis Star Tribune, March 31, 2011

http://www.startribune.com/lifestyle/taste/118920289.html

Duo of books on kosher and classic cooking of Iran lets Persian fare perfume any dinner table.


BY CATHERINE DEHDASHTI, Special to the Star Tribune


I felt my mother-in-law looking down from heaven with concern as I spooned chicken consommé powder into the Persian Noodle Soup from the new cookbook "Persian Food From the Non-Persian Bride and Other Kosher Sephardic Recipes You Will Love!" by Reyna Simnegar (Feldheim Publishers, 374 pages, $34.99). As the mother of five boys, the author acknowledges the need to take some shortcuts here and there.

The story of how an International Economics graduate who grew up in Venezuela became an authority on Persian (Iranian) kosher food is often hilarious. Simnegar recounts how her Jewish Iranian mother-in-law taught her the secrets of Persian cuisine so that her grown-up son wouldn't starve.

I've found a soul sister in Simnegar because I am also a non-Persian bride. I learned to cook when my mother-in-law came for a visit that lasted seven years. It can be intimidating to prepare an unfamiliar cuisine, but this author has a gift for untangling the secrets and simplifying the process for others. It's a welcome resource as my family celebrates the Persian New Year, which began March 20 and continues for 13 days.

Simnegar discovered her Sephardic Jewish heritage at age 12 when her aunt whispered it to her. She didn't even know there were Iranian Jews until she met her husband.

"I really thought he was joking," she writes. "I thought that just like Persepolis lay in ruins, any trace of the descendants of Queen Esther and her people were laid in ruins." The history of Jews in Iran goes back 2,700 years, and small Jewish communities maintain a presence among their Muslim neighbors there today.

Simnegar initially only planned to assemble a recipe guide for her "future daughters in-law who will need guidance on how to make their husbands happy." Her judicious time-savers should be appreciated in years to come, no matter who's doing the cooking.

In addition to recipes for Jewish holidays, Sabbath days, and busy weeknights, Simnegar's book highlights the history of Iranian Jews and has a section on finding kosher ingredients. (It's not difficult to cook kosher Persian food; the main challenge is to separate meat from dairy.) Cooking and grocery-shopping video tutorials can be found on the author's website: www.kosherpersian food.com.

A classic is reborn
"Is this Persian?" my husband, Mohammad, asked. With pistachios ground into the meat and a pomegranate glaze, the meatballs tasted like food from the country he had left 32 years ago. But his mother had never made these meatballs. Were they from a different region? Or were they a new creation?

Pistachio and Pomegranate Meatballs is one of 330 recipes in the 25-year anniversary edition of Najmieh Batmanglij's tome on Persian cooking "Food of Life: Ancient Persian and Modern Iranian Cooking and Ceremonies" (Mage Publishers, 640 pages, $54.95). It's a beautifully photographed mix of Persian-inspired creations and classics, cradled in poetry, that also serves as a primer on Persian culture, ritual and traditions. Since my mother-in-law passed on, I'd turned to the previous edition regularly. This 640-page edition will surely answer any question I'd ever ask.

Chapters on breads and pastries, preserves and candies have been on my testing menu as I plan my spring holiday entertaining. While my oven will never turn out perfect Middle Eastern bakery-style flatbreads, the other recipes have given excellent results. Not all recipes are for everyone. Lamb brain patties, for example, won't be frying in my kitchen anytime soon, nutritious though they may be.

Iranians prefer basmati rice, and even those who have switched to brown basmati will switch back to the fluffy, long white grains for Persian New Year dinners. I noticed with skepticism Batmanglij's addition of rose water to the rice in the new edition. Basmati rice is aromatic enough, I thought. But I was surprised. It didn't taste too floral to serve with savory foods; it just took the basmati flavor to another level. My husband ate an entire bowl full, sprinkled with tart powder of sumac berries, before I finished making anything to go with it.

Beware of the boiling times given for her rice recipes, though. While she does stipulate that cooking times will vary depending on the rice variety, I have never cooked any white rice longer than her minimum cooking time without it turning to mush.

An abundance of herbs, fruit, citrus, flower waters and saffron perfumes Persian dishes. Artistic presentation is sometimes whimsical and often elegant, yet nutritious and even healing. "I believe that the same qualities that govern the Persian arts -- a particular feeling for the 'delicate touch,' letafat -- govern the art of Persian cuisine," writes Batmanglij.

Either cookbook will help American cooks, or the youngest generation of Iranian-Americans, discover the art of Persian cooking.

Catherine Dehdashti, a freelance writer from Eagan, can be reached at cdehdashti@yahoo.com.

WHERE TO BUY PERSIAN INGREDIENTS

• Caspian Bistro, 2418 University Av. SE., Mpls., 612-623-1113. Closed Mondays. Caspian Bistro carries the Sadaf (a kosher company) brand of many needed ingredients.

• Holy Land, a Middle Eastern grocery store, carries most ingredients needed for Persian cooking. Main store: 2513 Central Av. NE., Mpls., 612-781-2627. Midtown Global Market store: 920 E. Lake St., Suite 145, Mpls. (located in the former Sears Building), 612- 870-6104.

http://www.kalamala.com/ is an online Middle Eastern grocery store featuring Persian, Kurdish, Armenian, Turkish and Afghani products.


PISTACHIO AND POMEGRANATE MEATBALLS
Makes 24 to 30 meatballs.

Note: Although the author does not list ground beef as a substitute for lamb and the other options, it is perfectly acceptable. Holy Land Deli and Caspian Bistro carry grape molasses. From "Food of Life: Ancient Persian and Modern Iranian Cooking and Ceremonies," by Najmieh Batmanglij.

Meatballs:
• 1 small onion, peeled and cut into quarters
• 11/2 c. pistachios or hazelnuts, shelled
• 1/2 c. bread crumbs
• 11/2 c. chopped fresh parsley
• 1/2 c. chopped fresh tarragon
• 1 tbsp. fresh lime juice
• 1 tsp. red pepper flakes
• 1 tsp. freshly ground black pepper
• 1 tbsp. ground cumin
• 2 tsp. sea salt
• 2 lb. ground lamb (or chicken thighs or fish fillets), boned and skinned
• 1 egg
• 1/2 c. oil, butter or ghee (clarified butter)

Glaze:
•3/4 c. pomegranate molasses (also called pomegranate syrup)
• 1/4 c. honey, or grape molasses (see Note)
• 1 tsp. salt
• 1/2 tsp. freshly ground black pepper
• 1/2 tsp. red pepper flakes

Garnish:
• Sprigs of basil, sprouts, mint
• Chopped pistachios
• 1/2 c. fresh pomegranate seeds (when in season)

Directions
To make the meatballs: In a food processor, pulse together the onion, nuts, bread crumbs, parsley, tarragon, lime juice, red pepper flakes, black pepper, cumin and sea salt until you have a grainy paste.

Transfer to a large mixing bowl and add the meat and egg. Lightly knead with your hands for a few minutes (do not overmix). Cover and place in the refrigerator for 30 minutes and up to 24 hours.

Preheat oven to 500 degrees. Generously oil a wide, nonreactive baking dish and set aside.

Remove the paste from the refrigerator and shape into bite-sized balls (about 11/2 tablespoons each). Place the meatballs in the baking dish and brush well with oil. Bake in the oven for 10 minutes.

To make the glaze: In a mixing bowl combine the pomegranate molasses, honey, salt, black pepper and red pepper flakes. Taste for a balance between sweet and sour -- add more honey if the pomegranate molasses you have used is too sour.

Reduce the oven to 400 degrees. Glaze the meatballs and bake for another 5 minutes to infuse them with the flavor of the pomegranate. Adjust seasoning to taste. If too sour add more honey; if too sweet add more pomegranate molasses. Keep warm in the oven until ready to serve.

Place the meatballs with glaze/sauce in deep serving dish and garnish.

RICE COOKER-STYLE SAFFRON-FLAVORED RICE
Serves 6.

Note: Because recipes for traditional Persian rice are very long with multiple footnotes, consider this simpler method. Rice cookers vary -- if your rice cooker automatically shuts off before the required amount of time needed to make the crunchy golden crust, leave it off for a few minutes and try restarting it. If it won't restart, you'll still have perfect rice but you won't have the golden crust. This recipe calls for a lot of salt (1 tablespoon). From "Food of Life: Ancient Persian and Modern Iranian Cooking and Ceremonies," by Najmieh Batmanglij.

• 3 c. long-grain white basmati rice
• 4 c. water
• 1 tbsp. sea salt (see Note)
• 3/4 c. oil, butter or ghee (clarified butter)
• 1/4 tsp. saffron, ground by mortar and pestle, and dissolved in 1 tbsp. hot water or rose water
• Optional flavorings: 4 cardamom pods, 1 cinnamon stick, 2 cloves, 2 bay leaves or a few kaffir lime leaves

Directions
Wash the rice by placing it in a large container and covering it with lukewarm water. Agitate gently with your hand, then pour off the water. Repeat five times until the rice is completely clean. If using long-grain American or Texmati rice, it is not necessary to wash the rice.

Combine the rice, 4 cups water, sea salt and oil in the rice cooker. If using any of the optional additional flavorings, include them now too. Gently stir with a wooden spoon and start the cooker.

After 1 hour, pour saffron water over the top of rice and unplug rice cooker.

Allow to cool for 10 minutes without uncovering the pot.

Remove lid and place a round serving dish over the pot. Hold the dish and the pot tightly together and turn them over to unmold the rice. The rice will be shaped like a cake. Cut into wedges and serve.

PERSIAN NOODLE SOUP
Serves 8.

Note: For kosher Jewish cooking, garnish with Tofutti brand parve sour cream instead of yogurt, since kosher cooking does not mix dairy and meat products, including the chicken consommé powder that is in this recipe (it is also common to add meatballs to this soup). From "Persian Food From the Non-Persian Bride and Other Kosher Sephardic Recipes You Will Love!," by Reyna Simnegar.

• 1 onion, diced
• 3 tbsp. canola oil
• Dash turmeric
• 9 c. water
• 4 tsp. chicken consommé powder (parve)
• 1 (15.5-oz.) can red kidney beans, drained and rinsed
• 1/2 c. lentils, washed
• 1 (15.5-oz.) can chickpeas, drained and rinsed
• 2 tsp. salt
• 1/4 tsp. pepper
• 1 c. chopped parsley (1 bunch, stems discarded)
• 1 c. chopped cilantro (1 bunch, stems discarded)
• 4 oz. (about 2 c.) linguine noodles broken into 2-in. pieces
• Caramelized onions, crushed dried mint, dollop of yogurt or Tofutti sour cream, for garnish

Directions

In a 6-quart saucepan, sauté onions in oil and turmeric until translucent. Add water, consommé powder, kidney beans, lentils and chickpeas. Bring to a boil over high heat. Reduce heat to low and simmer, covered, for 20 minutes.

Add salt, pepper, parsley and cilantro. Return to a boil; then lower the heat and simmer, covered, for 10 minutes.

Add noodles and boil until noodles are done (about 15 minutes)

Garnish with yogurt or parve sour cream, dried mint and caramelized onions.




SHIRAZI SALAD
Makes 3 cups.

Note: Reyna Simnegar's husband grew up in Shiraz, Iran, home to a once-large Jewish community that was historically connected to the wine industry there. People of all religions, and in all regions of Iran, enjoy the famous salad from Shiraz. From "Persian Food From the Non-Persian Bride and Other Kosher Sephardic Recipes You Will Love!," by Reyna Simnegar.

Salad
• 2 large tomatoes, washed and diced into 1/4-in. squares
• 1/2 red or white onion, peeled and diced into small squares
• 1 large English seedless cucumber (or 1 regular cucumber), diced into small squares
• 3/4 c. chopped mint leaves or 1/4 c. dried mint leaves

Dressing
• 1/4 c. olive oil
• Juice of 3 limes (1/2 c. lime juice)
• 1 tsp. salt

• 1/2 tsp. pepper

• Fresh mint or cilantro leaves , for garnish

Directions

Mix together the tomatoes, onion, cucumber and mint.

Right before serving, make dressing by whisking together olive oil, lime juice, salt and pepper. Toss with salad, and garnish with fresh mint or cilantro leaves.

SLIVERED ALMOND BRITTLE
Makes 14 pieces.

Note: This is a traditional treat for Persian New Year. Simnegar says it is also commonly enjoyed by Iranian Jews during Passover because it contains none of the grains or leavening agents that are not consumed during this feast of unleavened bread. Spray the spoon you use to make this recipe with canola oil to prevent the brittle from sticking to it. From "Persian Food From the Non-Persian Bride and Other Kosher Sephardic Recipes You Will Love!"

• 1/4 c. honey
• 1/4 c. canola oil
• 3/4 c. sugar
• 1/2 tsp. crushed saffron
• 1 c. slivered almonds
• 1/4 c. crushed pistachios, for garnish

Directions

Line two baking sheets with parchment paper. It is not necessary to oil the parchment paper if you have a hard-edged metal spatula. Set aside.

Pour honey, oil and sugar into the middle of a small saucepan. The ingredients should form a pyramid; make sure they do not touch the sides of the pan. Turn the heat to high and bring to a boil, uncovered.

Reduce heat to medium and add saffron and almonds. Mix well. Simmer, uncovered, over medium heat for about 3 minutes or until a candy thermometer reads 285 degrees.

Remove from heat immediately and quickly spoon portions of the syrup (forming pools about 2 inches in diameter) onto prepared baking sheets. Sprinkle each portion with crushed pistachios. Allow to cool at room temperature for 20 minutes or until hardened. (It will be easier to remove with a metal spatula once it is completely hardened.)

Monday, February 21, 2011

Supporting youth through Operation: Military Kids

Here is the first video I've created that does not totally irk. O.K.--there are some lighting problems and maybe a weird audio thing here and there. And I've learned that you can never shoot enough B-roll--you can tell when I was scraping the bottom of the camcorder.

I was honored to be able to meet these children of deployed military troops--and proud to work for an organization that partners with others to reach out to these young heroes.

Minnesota doesn't have the built-in support systems that states with military bases have, so Operation: Military Kids makes a big difference

Next time you meet a military kid, thank him or her for the sacrifice. Nobody wants the troops home more.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Performance Reviews When I'm the Boss


It’s performance review time in my office—time to submit my self-evaluation to my boss, who will then write up her take on my year. My boss is very honest, which has led to a lot of growth for me. Growth, however, can be painful.

Performance reviews create an opportunity to reflect and then set some goals, but most of us don’t enjoy them very much even if they are good for us. This probably explains why most families don’t do them. Nobody is making us do them.

But imagine: Unlike work (unless you’re the boss), you can decide how you’re going to do your family’s annual review.

My first Family Performance Review involved very little paperwork. There was just enough paper to get a fire started.

We roasted hot dogs in our wintery backyard and told each other what we did best last year. Maybe we’ll do it again next year – maybe we’ll write down some of the bad things (at work we call those “unmet goals” or, worse, "learnings") and we’ll throw them into the fire.

Writing down a few family goals to post on the fridge shouldn’t hurt too much either. Whoever participates gets a s’more for dessert.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

My millenium baby


My daughter is a “millennium baby,” so she is always the same age as the year. Last night, as the ball dropped, we congratulated her on her 11th birthday—and like every year, I reminisced about the worries we had in 1999 about the Y2K bug

We weren’t extremists, but on a hospital bed with a baby on the way, we were more nervous about the potential Y2K problems than in retrospect we needed to be. Maybe our nervousness about Y2K was just a cover for our nervousness about raising children in such a complicated world. It isn’t easy. We make mistakes.

Toward the end of 2010, my work team launched a new news website. In retrospect, we basically just migrated our existing news site into a blog format, but I was nervous about many of the technical aspects and the timeline. We wanted it up and running when the New Year hit. And we succeeded! 

But looking back, I think my nervousness about technicalities was just a cover for other worries. With all of the new work to do in social networking and video...and the mistakes I know I will make, a complicated work year lies ahead.

I’m planning to have my best year yet with all of the successes from 2010 a foundation for the challenges of 2011—both at work and at home. I wish you the same. My plan starts with gratitude—for my “millennium baby” and for all of my family, friends, and my amazing colleagues. Happy New Year!