Looking Back: More Food July 24, 2008
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I got so carried away with yesterday’s entry on food, I had to stop before I got to some of the culinary highlights of the trip!
One such highlight was koshary, whichconsists of pasta, rice, lentils, chick peas and onions, covered in chili sauce and (optionally) vinegar and garlic. I was a bit skeptical at first but quickly devoured my first bowl following our trip to the Sphinx. It didn’t taste too different from a lot of pasta dishes we eat in America, but it was a bit spicier than most.
Several street vendors specialize in koshary, and many restaurants in Cairo pretty much only serve the traditional lunch dish. You ask for a small bowl or a big bowl, they fill it up, and you’re on your way.
I tried taking a picture of the mixture, but my camera wasn’t too fond of close-up shots. Pity.
But the best culinary highlight was Gad. What is Gad? Gad is love, my friends. Gad would bring about world peace, if only the owners would expand out of Egypt. Yes, this is an Egypt-only restaurant chain. I’d like to do something about that.
Why is that? Egyptian pancakes.
Okay, so that’s not the best photo. But stick with me here. Egyptian pancakes — who knows how they’re made (I can’t find a recipe anywhere) — come topped with your choice of toppings, including sugar, cream, nuts, honey … whatever. You have choices. Some come stuffed with vegetables. My particular favorite is a pancake topped with honey.
They take about a half hour to cook, and good luck finishing one. I couldn’t do it. They’re served as dessert in Egypt, but our group devoured them for dinner on a pretty regular basis. They’re just a little crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside.
Of course, Gad’s menu raised a few eyebrows among the group members. For instance, take this (blurry) snapshot from the sandwiches portion of the menu.
I wasn’t content to make up my own cracks about a Viagra sandwich on Gad’s menu, so when our guide took us there for dinner, I asked him about it. Turns out, it’s not a bunch of little blue pills stuffed into a pita pocket. Nope. It’s just a seafood sandwich.
It was funny, though. I started to ask him by saying, “Okay, this is a weird question, but something on Gad’s menu threw me off …” He already knew what I was about to ask and chuckled.
And no, I didn’t try a Viagra sandwich. I was too busy choosing between Egyptian pancakes to try.
Running a close second to Egyptian pancakes in the “delicious” category was shawarma.
Shawarma is one of those dishes I will probably never have again, on account of the equipment that goes into making it. Basically, vendors and restaurants put a giant slab of beef on a spit and let it cook for a long, long time. Once the meat is cooked (chicken and lamb can also be used), it is shaved onto a grill below the slab and cooked with some combination of onion, peppers and tomatoes.
Once all that is mixed together, it’s served in a sandwich roll. It’s a fast food dish, but that doesn’t make it any less tasty!
The great thing about food in Egypt is that it’s all so cheap. The shawarma cost just a bit more than $1 US. Egyptian pancakes generally topped out at $2-$4 US. It’s definitely possible to go into an Egyptian restaurant and fill up on $4 US. In fact, the only times I spent any more than that came when I ate at American restaurants.
The best thing about this trip was probably how I tried foods without even knowing what they were. If it was put in front of me, I at least gave it a shot. Anyone who knows me can probably tell you … that’s unlike me. I’m not an adventurous guy, especially when it comes to food. But being in Egypt changed all that. Now, I’m excited to try new things and see what’s out there.
Looking Back: The Food July 23, 2008
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(Seeing something so familiar yet so different provided me with several photo ops throughout the trip.)
I woke up at about 4:30 this morning with a bit of a stomach bug, which ended up following me home from Egypt. Unable to return to sleep, I figured I would write about what (I think) caused it: Food.
Our first tour guide (Sam) said that everyone gets sick while in Egypt. It’s unavoidable. And, as we traveled from one end of the country to the other (and back), most people proved him right. But not I. For the better part of three weeks, I was the living embodiment of perfect health. And much like a pitcher in baseball refusing to acknowledge a no-hitter as the game wears on, I became more and more reluctant to admit that I hadn’t gotten sick. Yes, I’m superstitious like that.
Then we got to our final full day in Egypt. My stomach began giving me fits, basically forcing me to leave the market early and head back to the hotel for a long afternoon of wondering what went wrong. Even two (three?) days later, my stomach is a bit topsy-turvey.
But that’s not what this post is about. This post is about the other 19 days, when I ate all kinds of food I never imagined myself eating … and enjoying most all of it.
I would be remiss if I didn’t start by discussing bread. In Egypt, most meals are served with a side of bread, or the main course is bread. In Arabic, the word for “bread” — aish — is also the word for “life,” which should tell you a little something about how important bread is.
In fact, while taking the night train from Cairo to Aswan early in the trip, we were served five different pieces of bread for breakfast. And that’s it.
But by far the most popular form of bread in Egypt is pita bread, which is sometimes served with breakfast alongside cheese, cucumbers and tomatoes or peppers. It’s also an integral part of lunch and dinner. And it doesn’t much matter if you’re eating at a quick restaurant, a big seafood joint or somewhere in between. Most times, pita bread comes before the meal with a variety of sides to dip or stuff to make a sandwich.
One such dip is baba ghanough, which I always thought was just a nickname given to Vince Vaughn’s character in “Wedding Crashers.” You learn something new every day.
But one of my favorite things to stuff inside a pita pocket was falafel. For the uninitiated, falafel is a mixture of mashed beans and spices balled up and deep fried. It was particularly good at one restaurant in Alexandria. Our first tour guide, a native Cairo resident, admitted to making the three-hour drive north to Alexandria on occasion just for the falafel at this particular restaurant.
But it was another restaurant in Alexandria that provided me with my most memorable dining experience.
Alexandria is a pretty famous seaport, so of course, we had to eat seafood while we were there. Problem is, I’m not a very adventurous seafood-eater. Put a plate of fish and chips in front of me, and we’re good. Put a plate of anything with eyes in front of me, and my appetite disappears like Darius Miles. And, yes, the main dishes — fish and shrimp — prominently featured eyes staring back at me.
So I rationalized: If they’re serving it in a restaurant, it’s gotta be alright … right? And when else would I be in Egypt? Might as well try something new! So when the fish with the eye came to our table, I dug in. (Quite literally, actually. Our tour guide told us to reach into the fish, pull out whatever we wanted, sift out the bones on our plate and eat with our fingers.) And when the shrimp arrived, I devoured them like nobody’s business. And let me tell you: Our pseudo-shrimp Chinese food bullshit back home can’t hold a candle to that. I ate way too many and wasn’t hungry for a day or so, but it was worth it.
Bottled water was the beverage of choice with most meals. In Egypt, you don’t drink tap water. So bottled water is available at nearly every corner market, tourist trap and even on most of the tour buses we took around the country. Most of the bottles are sold out of coolers, which are deceptive: Most coolers don’t keep the water cool. So I grew to detest the taste of warm bottled water.
Still, it’s remarkably cheap: A 1.5-liter bottle of water (pictured above) can cost as little as two Egyptian pounds, which roughly translates into 37 cents in the United States. And I never paid more than $1 (US) for a bottle.
No tap water has another nasty side effect: No ice. No ice means no iced tea, which I’m pretty much a degenerate for. They serve plenty of tea in Egypt, but it’s all hot. I don’t see the sense in serving hot tea in a hot country, but whatever. I guess no one made the giant leap of logic that goes something like, “Maybe people would like cold drinks to cool off.” Such a reach, I know! So I would pour some hot tea and let it cool off as much as possible in the time allowed, but it just wasn’t the same.
Alright, WordPress is telling me that I’m approaching 900 words for this post, so I’ll stop here for now. I left out enough about food (and some especially good restaurants) to warrant another post in the near future.
But it’s breakfast time now. I’m hungry!
