Some time ago, I went apple picking and came back with around 25kg that I bought. One part went for direct consumption, another went for apple pies and another part went for testing a recipe for Halloween (even though we don’t celebrate it in Lebanon but it got imported and I root for our traditional dress-up feast) but sweets are out of this argument. Right? Continue reading →
Now that you’ve had your rage with the #Fattouch / #FatDouche case which turned up to a dead end, let me unleash my rage against something more important and deserves blocking roads, burning flags, demonstrations, protests and some vegetables chopping. TABBOULEH! (i have to note the sarcastic tone, because sometimes things are only funny in my head)
I am a Tabbouleh extremist. It kills me to watch a chef massacring what he/she claims to be the real tabbouleh from the middle east (and I will not specify the country of origin because that’s a whole different debate)
Still skeptical about homemade nut butters?
Here’s another one to try.
The first time I tried peanut butter, I bought a common brand jar. The content was firm like soft cheese and can be scooped, actually cut leaving the spoon clean. I tried it and was not impressed at all. A thick fatty and salty mixture with a very unpleasant taste.
Tasting other brands in giving it another chance got me hooked. But looking at the ingredients, I got concerned. Yes, I read the label. And you should too.
I snapped a few photos of the ingredients of peanut butter jars available at a supermarket. See for yourself.
I’m a fan of making things from scratch. Whenever I can, I seize the chance. Spending time on Pinterest and Buzzfeed looking at interesting and pinning interesting DIYs to try is a fun activity, yet most of them never come to life.