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Thursday night kubbeh

Recorded by Miriam Haddad · Farida Haddad · Aleppo · Source language: Hebrew / Arabic

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My grandmother Farida would start the kubbeh on Thursday night. In Aleppo, she said, you could hear the neighbors pounding the bulgur in stone basins before Shabbat. When the family left, the basin stayed. In Jerusalem she used a metal bowl and said the sound was wrong, but the sourness she refused to change.

The broth was lemon, dried mint, celery leaves, and — if she could find it — a piece of tamarind. She called the dumplings kubbeh, never dumplings, and she would tap each one twice on the rim of the pot before it went in, a habit nobody could explain.

I asked her once if this was an Aleppo dish or a Jewish dish. She looked at me as if I had asked whether bread was a city. It is what we cooked, she said. Other people cooked it too.

Original: היא אמרה שהצליל לא נכון, אבל את החמיצות לא שינתה.

Transliteration · Hi amra she-ha-tslil lo nakhon, aval et ha-khamitsut lo shinta.

Original: Hebrew / Arabic

Oral history

Source language: Hebrew / Arabic

Original

My grandmother Farida would start the kubbeh on Thursday night. In Aleppo, she said, you could hear the neighbors pounding the bulgur in stone basins before Shabbat. When the family left, the basin stayed. In Jerusalem she used a metal bowl and said the sound was wrong, but the sourness she refused to change. The broth was lemon, dried mint, celery leaves, and — if she could find it — a piece of tamarind. She called the dumplings kubbeh, never dumplings, and she would tap each one twice on the rim of the pot before it went in, a habit nobody could explain. I asked her once if this was an Aleppo dish or a Jewish dish. She looked at me as if I had asked whether bread was a city. It is what we cooked, she said. Other people cooked it too.en

Original family recipe

A handful of bulgur, enough meat to smell it, closed with a wet thumb. Broth: lemon, dried mint, celery, tamarind if there is. Cook until the dumplings float and the house smells like Thursday.

KinDish structured version

  • bulgur — a handful per person (estimate)
  • minced meat — enough to smell it (estimate)
  • lemon — to sour the broth (estimate)
  • dried mint — a palm (estimate)
  • tamarind — a small piece, if there is (estimate)
  1. Soak and pound the bulgur until it holds.
  2. Fill and close each dumpling with a wet thumb.
  3. Build a sour broth. Taste. Add tamarind only if the lemon is shy.
  4. Tap each dumpling twice on the rim. Simmer until they float.

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    סבתא הייתה אומרת שהקובה חייבת לשבת במרק חמוץ עד שהיא רכה. זה לא תיבול — זה המנה.

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