One of my favorite Greek dishes is Briam. It is easy to find in Olympia, but in other regions you have to seek it out. Surprising, since it is quite simple to make and very, very delicious. Here's how you make it:
INGREDIENTS:
* 1 large eggplant, halved lengthwise then cut into 1/4 inch slices
* 2 medium zucchini or yellow squash, halved lengthwise then cut into 1/2 inch slices
* 2 medium potatoes, peeled and sliced 1/8 inch thick
* 4 medium tomatoes, 2 cut into large chunks, 2 grated
* 1 large onion, halved lengthwise then thinly sliced
* 2 artichokes, quartered, trimmed and par-boiled (optional)
* 3-4 cloves of garlic, minced
* 1 cup of water or stock
* 1/2 cup of olive oil
* 2 tablespoons of ground cumin
* 3 tablespoons of dried oregano
* black pepper to taste
* cayenne pepper to taste
* salt to taste
* 1 bunch fresh parsley, chopped (reserve ½ cup for garnish)
PREPARATION:
Pre-heat oven to 350F (175C).
Place all ingredients in a large heavy, shallow baking pan, toss together and bake until tender (about 1 hour), shaking pan occasionally. Resist the temptation to stir the vegetables, as they will turn to mush.
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Skopelos and Virgin
-by Skorda
when first you see it
across the water,
rising round and new above the mountain.
Open your mouth and swallow
while youth holds its roundness near,
and you are running fearless in the dark.
Hold it inside, it is still warm
and you will need its light,
there, inside you.
Down the road of time, somewhere
after you’ve aged, traveled,
Explored, discovered.
And the dust around your doorway
has been pounded hard and smooth under your feet.
When you find yourself growing weary and bored,
when your eyes see only ruins,
and your heart is empty.
You may believe, in your exhaustion,
that this is truth, at last.
That the mystery has unraveled,
leaving no wilderness to explore or tame.
All secrets have been shared,
the frontier has dissolved.
Know then, with these thoughts,
you have been swallowed.
The warm belly of the beast
comforts with confining darkness
and lulls with rhythmic sounds
Murmuring to you,
Curl up and sleep,
just go to sleep.
Shake your head,
stretch your legs,
do not sleep now.
Remember what you know.
You swallowed the moon,
you hold it inside you.
Not as a magpie hoarding shiny things,
or wearing the moon for beauty
or bartering the moon for wealth.
You swallowed the moon for this moment.
When you will walk to the water’s edge,
open your mouth, release the moon
and let its light build you a pathway
across the wine dark sea.
©Skorda 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
briam
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