Not 10 minutes after extolling the virtues of the New York Times to my parents tonight did I come across this simple but lovely story from the Dining section, about an Iranian woman who visits her grown kids in the city every couple months to stock up their pantries and cook, cook, cook. I've been noticing lately that Iranian culture is becoming more familiar than ever in the American mainstream, and here's one more example. Our government may be doing all it can to vilify Iran these days, but when it comes to the warmth of the nation's people, the proof is in a mother's lovingly prepared ghormeh sabzi.
thoughts on food and life from a sunny kitchen in los angeles
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Tehran Memories on the Lower East Side
Not 10 minutes after extolling the virtues of the New York Times to my parents tonight did I come across this simple but lovely story from the Dining section, about an Iranian woman who visits her grown kids in the city every couple months to stock up their pantries and cook, cook, cook. I've been noticing lately that Iranian culture is becoming more familiar than ever in the American mainstream, and here's one more example. Our government may be doing all it can to vilify Iran these days, but when it comes to the warmth of the nation's people, the proof is in a mother's lovingly prepared ghormeh sabzi.
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I saw that too. Great article.
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