My mom came to visit me for 5 days. For weeks I dreamed about all the delicious red spicy food she was going to make for me, and instead she decided to make Spargel. With potatoes. And Lox. And hollandaise sauce. I mean, come on, mom, seriously?! This is what we call in Hebrew “laundered” food, because essentially all you do is boil it, and hope that it will get bleached even further, and it tastes just like fresh laundry, which is to say, white.
Anyways, not to hate on my mom’s cooking, this qualifies as exotic in her mind, so I indulged her. But seriously, no more.