I love it, but it is very, very fattening. Your dentist might not be too keen either. And my recently diagnosed diabetes suggests admiring it from a distance. Enjoy..............
Fasting
I work around the corner from the Russian Gourmet in McLean, & often buy their piroshki for lunch & ikra (caviar) for special occasions. It's all very good, though I haven't had their halva yet... maybe today for lunch...
Halva I think can also be made from seseme seeds, which is the more Mediteranean way.
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Being of Pontic Greek/Laz "extraction" I naturally grew up consuming this delight. But I never knew it was Russian/Georgian- always though it Turkish or Arab. I've had both kinds but usually we had the sesame seed variety around my parents' house. Fond, and yes, fattening memories.
I must now add halvah to my shopping list for my next trip to Pittsburgh's "Strip District" where we stock up on REAL feta, good Greek mizithra (or manuri , or both), kasseri cheeses, olive oil, phillo etc.
Man, this fast seems longer after this post...
Demetri
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romiosini wrote:Aristocles, your of Pontian decent? Wow, I really do admire Pontian Hellenes. Can you still speak your ancient Ionian dialect like the crippled way of the Cypriots?
with brotherly respect
Romiosini
I am not sure I warrant anyone's respect, but thank you just the same. To be honest, as a 'third-generation' Greek-American, I do well if I can stumble along in any dialect. I spend more time trying to lose my "American" accent only to discover I am only then picking up the accent (or vocabulary) of my coach at the time - one of the 56 dialects in Greekworld today.
My father, whom I am visiting next week, can still speak Pontic (as well as some Lazuri). Well do I remember the family feasts where my poor mother had to withstand ridicule by my father's family for her "Karpenshioti-Greek".
So the short answer is: My Greek is the crippled one and everyone else's is correct...
Demetri