Haven't posted lately because everything was so awful--that is, a black,black depression. I am sure it is caused by the actions of a nincompoop doctor who reduced my antidepressant meds drastically when I was in my major depresson.  Oh well, things got better. Are better.  Every day here Pittsburgh shows itself to be a  prettier, more livable city.  And friendlier.

I am enjoying a luxury I usually don't allow myself --but you can get every kind of food delivered here so I am getting a bunch of stuffed grape leaves, my favorite food in the world, for dinner. I will return, however. afterwards.

Comments

[Dennis]

I'm glad to hear things are better. I haven't had stuffed grape leaves in eons. Years ago when we lived in a little town in SW Georgia, we helped a Kurdish refugee family get re-settled after they fled Iraq. Dolma was on the menu everyday in their home. Razea, the mom, was a fabulous cook. She had her work cut out for her--she and her husband had 7 kids. The only thing she prepared that I couldn't deal with was something called "doogh" (I think)--some sort of yogurt-based beverage. I stuck with tea--hot and very, very sweet. But I digress...enjoy your dolma!

[Tina]

Now I am curious about that "doogh" you mention--I have no doubt it was noxious but I can't recall it from my youth. Will nose around and see if I can't find out its ingredients. :-)