Thursday 18 July
Kathy, Holt and I were invited to dinner
at Ricky and Peter's, along with Ahuva, Ken and Marsha. And it was truly a feast, if not a fress.
Ricky began by serving cooling
beer, along with nuts and salty snacks. Then
she and Ahuva began to put out so many dishes on the table that we thought we
were back at Dvorah's again, except that there was meat: actual, tender,
grilled chicken breast pieces, which shows that Israeli chickens are not just thighs
and schnitzel.
You can get an idea by looking at
both halves of the table (i.e. making a panoramic photo by overlapping Ken in
the middle).
The vegetable platters
included mushrooms, fried cousa squash, potatoes, sweet potatoes, baba ghanouj,
carrot salad with cilantro, sautéed green beans, brown rice, white rice pilaf, and
two kinds of salad. And right along with
it went both wine and limoncello.
I think there were pastries for
dessert, but by that time I was dizzy with food, and maybe limoncello.
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