Yaba Yaba

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uh, green garlic soup? did you say garlic soup?

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Pim brings back warm memories of green garlic

Just about this time of year the market in Jerusalem would be full of fresh garlic. Not exactly the kind in your picture – just the plain, good old taste (and bad breath) bomb, straight out of the mud.

We would buy it by the kilo. First, we would plait a few strands to hang on the courtyard walls, to safeguard our house from daemons and bad luck. Then, we would plait another one or two and hand in the kitchen so that the precious bulb would never be more than a hands length away. Finally, I would chop up a few stalks, and make some quiche or soup. Nothing to it, just use any odd leek recipe you mum gave you. Needs a bit longer to cook, but the taste and fragrance is worth it – and far from what you would expect.


Written by yishaym

April 19, 2006 at 12:52 pm

Posted in food, Israel

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  1. Okey, and why don’t you write down a receipt for us? 🙂

    Greetings from Germany.


    April 19, 2006 at 12:54 pm

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