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Baba Ghanoush – Step by Step to Great Results

Baba Ghanoush – Step by Step to Great Results

Baba Ghanoush

What can I say about Baba Ghanoush? I love it. Love it. Love it some more. To me, it is one of the best eggplant appetizers that have been known to the world. Maybe I am biased, because I am an eggplant lover. But I seriously do not know anyone who doesn’t like this delicious Middle Eastern dip. It is made with roasted eggplants, mashed, then mixed with tahini, garlic, and lemon juice.

In Arabic “baba” is “father” and “ghanoush” is “spoiled,” so “baba ghanoush” (alternative spellings: baba ganoush, baba ghanouj) means “spoiled father.” One source translates it as “father’s darling.” Pretty amusing name, isn’t it? Etymology of the name aside, baba ghanoush rocks.

Baba Ghanoush

If you’ve tried this dip in a restaurant and have been wondering how they make it–know that it is not difficult at all. Well, if you have a good recipe with the right instructions, and with all the cooking tips and secrets revealed. So may I proudly present to you my no-fail recipe that I’ve perfected to beat any restaurant-made baba ghanoush (picture me very serious and feeling very competitive with this last line:)). Enjoy, my friends!

Baba Ghanoush

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Turkish “Split-Belly” Stuffed Eggplant

Turkish "Split-Belly" Stuffed Eggplant

Turkish "Split Belly" Eggplant

My love for eggplant! It is a never-ending love affair. I even have a childhood “trauma” associated with it. I remember that day clearly, now after so many years. I was probably about 7 or 8, or maybe even a little older. This happened back in Baku.  My mom made stuffed eggplant dish for dinner. We were sitting around the table. Mom served everybody. I glanced at my sister’s plate, then at mine, and, to my utter “shock”, noticed that the stuffed eggplant on hers was just a little bigger!

I was enraged and voiced my strong disapproval, ignoring all the house-established rules of good manners. “I would not eat a smaller eggplant,”  I said. I don’t remember the bits of conversation that followed after that, but what I clearly remember is that shortly after my revolt, I was sitting alone in our front yard (we had a small house with a gated front yard), sulking over the lost opportunity to enjoy that delicious stuffed eggplant, albeit its size. I do not remember if I was allowed to come back and finish my dinner. That doesn’t matter much.

Turkish "Split Belly" Eggplant

What matters, my friends, is that I still do glance at other people’s plates comparing the eggplants on theirs to those on mine. Just kidding:)

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