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WOL Challenge Day 2 + [Recipe]

12 Feb

Good morning loves! How did day one of the Week of Love Challenge turn out for you? I got some wonderful feedback from people about how it was helpful for them and it put a big ol’ smile on my face. I won’t deny that my eyes started to tear up when reading Allison’s blog this morning. If this week helps even one person, then I feel like it is a huge success.

You ready for day 2? Today is about honoring the female presence in your life. Being constantly bombarded with celebrities, models, and other female examples in the media, it is difficult to focus on the women who matter; the women in your life who cheer you on, build you up, and catch you when you fall.

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This could be your mother, your sister, your aunt, your cousin, your best friend. Is there a woman who helps you be the best you? Let her know! It could be something as simple as a phone call, email, or text message. If you’re feeling ambitious, you could get crafty and create a care package for them to remind them how much they inspire you to be better.

WeekOfLoveTueI am fortunate to have so many strong, wonderful women in my life. My mother, grandma, and aunt are such strong role models and my close girlfriends are forces to be reckoned with! I know that life gets busy and they don’t get upset if they don’t hear from me in awhile, but life is short and if you love somebody, don’t hesitate to tell them – not even for a moment. No matter how small, I am sure that they well appreciate any sweet gesture you make.

Speaking of sweet…I promised you all that I would have a recipe for you and I do! This is for basbousa, which is a Mediterranean dessert. I know it to be Egyptian, but I know that Turks and Greeks and even other Arabs have different names for the same thing. It has already appeared on the blog, but I didn’t include a recipe the previous time. After making it twice and having positive feedback both times, I figured it was time to share the recipe. A lot of my American friends say it reminds them of a honey-drenched corn bread.

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Basbousa

Serves 12

For the cake

  • 2 cups fine semolina
  • 1 cup shredded coconut
  • 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1/2 cup butter, melted
  • 1 cup milk
  • Almonds for decoration (optional)

For the syrup:

  • 1.5 cups granulated sugar
  • 1.5 cups water
  • 2 tbsp lemon juice (or orange blossom water, if you have it on hand)
  • 2 tbsp honey
  1. Preheat the oven to 345 degrees F.
  2. In a large bowl mix all the dry ingredients.  Add in the melted butter and milk and stir until well combined.
  3. Put in this mixture into a buttered, shallow medium sized oven proof dish.
  4. Bake golden brown on the top and edges, about 40 minutes.
  5. While the cake is baking, prepare the syrup by dissolving the sugar a saucepan with hot water.
  6. Increase the heat to medium and then bring the mixture to a vigorous boil and cook until it coats the back of a spoon like a syrup.
  7. Stir in the lemon juice or orange blossom water and allow to cool.
  8. As it’s cooling, mix in the hone.y
  9. Allow the cake to cool for about 10 minutes and then cut it into squares or diamonds (I can never figure out the diamond shape). Carefully pour the syrup over the cake. It looks like a lot of syrup, but the cake will absorb all the syrup, leaving it nice and moist. This might take a couple of hours (I usually leave it overnight). Optional: Add one almond to each slice for decoration.

IMG_2030[1]Have a wonderful Tuesday, beautiful people! Don’t forget to share what you’re doing for the week of love challenge – share the love!

TCK

12 Oct

Major blogger fail of the morning: leaving behind my camera cord to upload pictures. Boooooooooooooo. So this is going to a picture-less post (at least of my life, I will add some stock photos) – sorry!

Didn’t get to blogging last night because I was watching the Vice Presidential Debates. I don’t have normal TV channels, but my roommates and I have this thing called a Roku which lets you stream things? I have no idea how it works or how to work it, but you can get Netflix, Pandora, Hulu, and all sorts of other things. I should probably figure out how to use it.

My favorite picture of the night.

I swear, sometimes I feel like technology moves so fast I don’t have time to adapt to it before they’re onto the next thing. My grandma on the other hand, is a total tech whiz. Never mind the fact that she is an octogenarian, she has email, Facebook, and her iPad figured out. Not only that, she can still sew me dresses from a pattern. I just adore her!

So today, two things are happening: I am getting my hair cut for the first time in 14 months (seriously, Sara?) and then I’m going to a potluck dinner for third culture kids (TCK). What is a TCK? It’s basically somebody who spent a significant portion of their developmental stage of life in a culture that wasn’t their parents’ native country. Many of these people are children from military families who live overseas or missionaries. What often happens is that a child will return to their “home” country and realize that they don’t feel comfortable there because of the amount of time they spent in another culture. However, they don’t feel 100% comfortable in the “foreign” country either because they are not natives. What ends up happening is this feeling that you don’t fully “belong” in either country.

I don’t feel that I am a total TCK by definition, as one of my parents is in fact from the “foreign” country I spent time in, but the feelings of belonging, or lack thereof, are similar so I’m going to count myself as a halfsie TCK. How about that? I don’t even fit into the club for people who don’t fit in!

I am looking forward to the potluck, because each person is going to bring a dish from their “foreign” country. So that means lots and lots of different kinds of food – right up my alley, ya’ll! I’m bringing basbousa, an Egyptian dessert made from semolina flour. It can be found all over the Mediterranean under various names. The Greeks call it revani, the Turks call it ravani, other parts of the Arab world call it hareesa or pastusha. Whatever you want to call it, it’s delicious.

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There a million and one recipes for it and they’re all different. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to taste this yet (the downside to baking) so I have no idea if the way I made it turned out well. After the taste test tonight, I will post the recipe if it turns out okay.

Happy Friday!

Food for Thought:  Are any of you TCKs? Are you, one, or both of your parents an immigrant or immigrants?

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