
Two threads of opaque light
At One with
Invisible needles,
Moving in and out of silent space
Embroidering,
Creating colors unseen
A work of art,
Felt in the Heart
This post was created in collaboration with the lovely Shelley Richardson.
Inspiration
By Allison

Two threads of opaque light
At One with
Invisible needles,
Moving in and out of silent space
Embroidering,
Creating colors unseen
A work of art,
Felt in the Heart
This post was created in collaboration with the lovely Shelley Richardson.
Inspiration
By Allison
Oh, how I’d love to slip away to Melbourne for a weekend! Alas! Quick visits to Australia are out of reach for most of us in the Northern Hemisphere. But all is not lost. My memories and pictures bring me back to the mosaic floors of Melbourne’s elegant covered passages and its iconic street art. And in my Kentucky kitchen, I revisit a stunning meal shared with my good friends Stephanie and Jeremy.
Each and every dish at Rumi Restaurant was exquisite—creamy labne, cheese-filled pastry “cigars”, meatballs in tomato and saffron sauce. But one dish stood out, and I’ve been recreating it for months. Each time it evokes early Australian autumn, merriment, and friendship. This salad is made with a Middle Eastern grain called freekeh. Chewy and slightly nutty, freekeh is a substantial grain. Serve it as a vegetarian main or in verrines as a savory-sweet starter. The juicy grapes beautifully juxtapose the tart feta. The pomegranate molasses lends a slight, deep sweetness. The parsley adds a vegetative touch that unifies the salad.
Freekeh, Grape, and Feta salad comes together fairly easily and has the power to awaken memories. Bon appétit!
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By Allison
My friend Sahar is a cardamom tea connoisseur. Milky and minty with a bold cardamom profile, her morning sips are robust and comforting.
On a recent visit to her home in Sydney, I studied her technique through my bleary morning fog. Her cardamom teabags are an easy reach from the electric kettle. As the water comes to a boil, she places one or two teabags in her favorite mug. She pulls fresh mint and milk from the refrigerator. She places a small container of cardamom pods on the counter.
When the water reaches a rolling boil, Sahar pours it into her mug, leaving room for milk. She brews a strong cardamom tea, sometimes boosting the flavor by dropping a cardamom pod in the mug. She pinches three or four mint leaves from a branch and slips them into the mug. The tea steeps for several minutes. Before drinking, she adds a splash of milk.
I was thrilled by her cardamom tea ritual, and she sent me home with cardamom teabags and loose tea. Sahar shared Wagh Bakri, Ahmad, and Premier’s Cardamom Tea. I have enjoyed preparing all of these teas à la Sahar. When I make “her” cardamom tea, my mind drifts back to her warm welcome and gentle spirit.
I have made a small adjustment to Sahar’s morning cardamom tea, adding about ½ teaspoon honey to each serving. Sometimes I zap the milk in the microwave for 15 seconds before adding it to the tea. I have also used her method to prepare Masala Chai, a symphony of black tea ginger, cinnamon, cardamom, black and white pepper, clove, and nutmeg. I find the fresh mint to be a lovely addition. This fall, I plan to work up a caffeine-free Sahar tea with this Chai Rooibos Caffeine-Free Infusion.
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