Close your eyes for a second. Imagine a gigantic blender in front of you. Add a piece of Spain, a chunk of Lebanon, a splash of Israel and a hint of America. Turn it on. Blend until smooth and voilà! What do you get? Identity crisis? Not quite… (ok, maybe a little bit). But mostly, you get us. Confused? Keep reading and you’ll understand.
My name is Ruth, I’m the one up there on the left. Yes, the one not very happy about being in the spotlight (and no, I’m not 85 despite my name). Right beside me, with the big bright smile is my sister Vicky, the hostess with the mostess as I call her. The one missing from the picture, our sister Rebecca. The social butterfly and life of the party, who “abandoned” us to move to Israel, and you’ll hear us talk about very often. To describe us in one word, we are Jewish-Lebanese-now American Spaniards. Still confused? So are we at times. But keep reading.
We were born and raised in Barcelona, Spain and now live in a small town on the east coast (I know what you’re thinking… why????? I’ll go ahead and say it, we blame our husbands for that one). Our parents are Lebanese Jews who moved to Spain in 1968. Our dad traveled all over the world while our mom stayed home and took care of us. We lived in Barcelona most of our lives, but then, the inevitable happened. We grew up, went to college and moved away. Leaving family and friends and moving to a new country, as exciting as it sounds, is not easy. Different people, different culture, different foods… Ah… The food… We grew up with the best, most flavorful, comforting home cooked meals you could ever imagine. Moving away from that, now that was a challenge! So, we decided to bring a piece of it here with us and share it with everyone we’ve met throughout the years. After all, what better way to make new friends and share our culture than through food? Which brings us to how this blog started: from our passion for food, our love for people and our need to share both.
The ingredients, the flavors and the stories behind our recipes might change, but we can guarantee one thing: like our friends, you won’t leave our home without asking: “May I have that recipe?”