It’s a hard Ramadan when your family is split up.
We started taking pictures around both Eids so that my brother in Saudi Arabia and my sister the elder in Guyana could see what we were cooking. Mom said we were making them jealous and we shouldn’t. But truly, that wasn’t the reason (or the total reason). My brother *wanted* to see what we were making. My sister wanted to live vicariously through pictures.
Now my brother is home for this Ramadan and as you know Chennette is in Guyana with our other sister so…there are enough people in Guyana to make the things we like too.
Chennette craves macaroni pie…posts pictures of macaroni pie. Well yesterday mom baked lamb in bbq sauce and I made macaroni pie. I also made a macaroni pie with beef that went into the freezer, a meal to be baked for another day.
She made googni (boil and fry blackeye with onions and whatever else) and next day mom makes it.
We make aloo pie and channa and cucumber chutney she says hmm maybe I want that instead of pizza.
And I think, hmm, how long has my brother been home and I haven’t made any pizza?
Last night, she chirps that
you can’t make style on us @empresslilandra WE making Aloo Pies tomorrow for #iftar! http://bit.ly/aOpPiU #Ramadan #Caribbeancooks
What else is in the lineup?
So, I guess, in a way, we are celebrating Ramadan together.
Hmm…I wonder if she’ll feel for non-stuffed but fried beef kibbe with tahini?
It looks kinda like felafel, doesn’t it? :)
Well, I missed a day of posting, so now we’ve had 9 Tarawih and I started my 9th fast.
I did mention we went and bought a fridge the FIRST day of fasting. I searched through my old posts and found one almost exactly a year before we bought it, complaining about the fridge. I know I’ve been complaining for even longer but I don’t seem to have mentioned that here.
So after Tarawih, it settled. We moved the old fridge out into the porch. We moved the new fridge into position and plugged it on and I wiped the insides with hot water. Filled the ice trays and went to sleep.
(okay a bit more involved than that. We had to take out the doors from the old fridge, so empty the doors, twist around back door, fiddle with new fridge feet…let people run around and not fall asleep after).
Happily when we woke up for suhur, the ice was frozen.
Of course the old fridge said the temperature was 38F after months when it couldn’t go below 45F and I think recommended is 40F at most. Our electronics are infamous for being jealous.
Hopefully someone will buy it even knowing it needs some work. I can’t deal with two fridges again!
And for iftar yesterday…
Well mom (with my help) made aloo pies, curry channa with cucumber chutney while we waited for the fridge to arrive. That was dinner for me too. And iftar.
Well, I’m tired and have many pictures to go through but I will post a link to Chennette’s recipe with picture. I need to sleep so I can do more stuff tomorrow…:)
Today: 6th Ramadan.
Last night: 6th Tarawih
This morning: 6th Suhur
We’ve almost done a week of fasting. Wow time flies!
Well, unfortunately, even though my brother and family went to the Iftar…and I prepped my sister-in-law to take pictures (she was nervous…I told her I don’t mind how they come out…and she said it could look horrible because of how the food was on the plate…I didn’t mind that either. When one is living vicariously, one can’t afford to be picky. Pity nobody reads this who can invite me to an iftar. *sigh* :-D ), for reasons I do not fully comprehend, no pictures…
So, to makeup for this…*sob* *sob*
Continue reading Cassava for Iftar!
Remember when last month the Daring Bakers made Lavash and I complained. I could’ve joined them. I actually made lavash from the same recipe that month.
Well guess what they baked this month!
From Peter Reinhart’s The Bread Baker’s Apprentice.
We all know what I have sitting in my freezer, right?
In case you don’t know, let me refresh your memory:
And I still am not a Daring Baker.
I promised ages ago to post a last post on Eid.
And of course I didn’t.
For almost a whole month I stood silent.
Well, a couple weeks ago I went to a Ladies Eid dinner (small group) where they also invited mom and her family to wish us a good hajj. They sang a couple qaseedas and I took the opportunity to leaf through the qaseeda book to find…tada! the song I tried to share with you earlier.
This is the song my grandfather used to sing every eid at every house.
It’s in urdu and if you want the translation, it’s here.
The food from this event can be found here and here.
Now maybe some of you are wondering if we did all the things we planned.
I got to make my roasted red pepper couscous salad. You can read all about it at Chennette’s blog.
She took most of the pictures.
You can also see the lovely pictures of baklava she took that we timed with the arrival of our cousin and her new groom from the airport, thus delaying their sleep even longer.
It must be stated, our new cousin-in-law seems quite nice and Insha Allah they will be very happy.
And did we make the barfi for them? Yes!
We ordered chinese food for them when they were due back from Tobago and it was waiting and they enjoyed it immensely. It’s great to be back in Trinidad and find halaal food to eat…not just vegetarian and not just run by muslims but completely halaal chinese food.
And then later, we made barfi for my cousin so she could get it nice and warm. It was delicious. She stuffed some in her husband as he lay half-asleep.
I took pictures of the complete process and it’s deserving of its own post eventually but you can see the set here.
And I finally uploaded the pictures of my making the Cordon Rose Cream cheese cake.
Most Eid mornings, mom wakes up very early and starts the sawaine, frying stuff and maybe even cooking.
When I say early I mean the un-Godly hour of say 4am or before.
During Ramadan, when we’re fasting, 4am is *very* Godly however…not fasting…take a break please.
Thankfully, we didn’t wake up until Fajr time! (5:15am)
So, she didn’t wake up looooooooooong before me and I was able to come downstairs and help or be sous-chef.
Here follows the extremely dry, minute-by-minute account of my day. Enjoy :-p
Mom instead made accra with 1lb of flour (as opposed to the planned 2lbs). A proper recipe will follow later.
Continue reading ‘Id-ul-Fitr: The Day
I’m sure I’ve said this many times but I’ll repeat it.
Since , this meant Ramadan ended at sunset on Tuesday.
So, we break the last fast of Ramadan in Shawwal, that is, on ‘Id-ul-Fitr.
For these reasons, we try, as we did last year, we made Chicken Biryani for the night. After all, why not celebrate at the start of ‘Id.
Oh my! You should’ve been there. To wake up to break fast to that smell. It was…heaven.
So, summarizing for the last day of Ramadan:
Tuesday 30 September 2008, Ramadan 29
Suhur: Hops Bread and butter and cheese
Iftar: Earl Grey Tea
Dinner: Chicken Biryani
Edit: When dad came from work, not only did he ignore mom’s directives and pass and pick up lamb, but he also bought a flower arrangement for her ;-)