Saying Goodbye with a Falafel Party | One Cook, Two Books
Today’s meal was certainly bittersweet. It was nice to get to the end of an adventurous, food-filled week, but that also meant that it was time for my cousins to pack up and say goodbye.
We ended our festivities on a wonderful note: We had a Falafel Party.
Falafel is something I’ve made twice before in my life. One time I made fried falafel, aka the best way to make falafel, and another time I made baked falafel, aka the healthier, boring way to make falafel. Mina Stone’s recipe called for frying the falafel. Happy Annie.
I started making the falafel after I got back from a (rather short) shift at work. I was grumpy and tired because customers were a little on the weird side, but didn’t have much to complain about. The only thing getting to me was that I had spent so much energy the past two days making massive amounts of food that, frankly, I didn’t want to have to do it all over again.
Nonetheless, I relaxed for about an hour and a half and then got to cooking. I’ve come to the conclusion during this entire week’s process that I’m not a fan of having an audience while I cook. At least… not in my kitchen. It’s too long, narrow, and small. I feel claustrophobic. People get in my way. Conversations that would normally not annoy me became too distracting as people talked to each other on either side of me.
Luckily, my family is full of respect and moved their pow-wow to the outside table.
Lanski fam, I promise that when I get my own place, and have my dream kitchen, I will literally be forcing you to sit around my island as I cook food for you. This will be a thing, and it will be happening soon. Maybe.
This was a good recipe to end with, because I had to make the falafel and then let the mixture sit for a few hours.
Happy Annie. Again.
So, we let the mixture rest. I rested as well (yay comfortable nap-worthy furniture) while part of my family went out to adventure. When they returned, we sat, drank, and then I made my way back into the kitchen.
With a little bit of liquid courage now resting happily in my stomach, I honestly felt confident with my skills of making falafel patties.
Unfortunately that skill was just something I had in my head. When it came to actually creating those delicious balls of chickpea and seasonings, I suffered gravely. It just kept. Crumbling. In. My. Hands!
Luckily, Mina Stone (now a Saint, in my mind) was prepared for this. The recipe simply explained to add more flour in case the mixture did not bind. I did just that, and everything turned out just dandy.
The frying was simple enough as well. Got the oil hot enough, placed those meatless balls of awesome into the liquid of doom, then watched them slowly brown.
Of all the recipes this week today was, by far, the easiest. As the falafel cooked I made the incredibly simple Tahini Dressing in a matter of minutes.
Falafel was cooking. Dressing was made. Time to prep the other ingredients! Along with the falafel we served two types of hummus, leftover beet tzatziki, cucumber, radishes, shredded carrot, Pita, and plain yogurt.
All of it was absolutely amazing.
Of all the days, today consisted of the least amount of talking. I’m not sure if it was because we’ve all spent so much time together that we had run out of things to say, or because the food was so good.
Let’s go with it being that the food was so good.
I definitely plan on making this meal again when my family comes back to visit. I promised my cousin, Katie, that next time she can help. Now that I’ve apparently mastered the art of falafel making!
And to my beloved Lanski Family, I hope that you have safe travels. Can’t wait to see you next month!