Kalypso The Odyssey

I have been away from home for several weeks now and I’ve missed many things about New Orleans. One thing that I really miss about home is the food. Everything that we eat here in Israel seems to be some form of schnitzel (various processed meats that are pounded into an organic shape and fried.) There’s chicken schnitzel, turkey schnitzel, chicken and turkey schnitzel, corn schnitzel, schnitzel rapped around vegetables, and then there’s schnitzel schnitzel and I have yet to find out what that is. I also met a dog named schnitzel. Also, everything here, edible or not, is so bland. I need some more spices. Oh, how I would love to just be able to smell a plate of crawfish monica or hear the sizzling of bananas foster. And however much I love to smell the local spices of our kitchens, there is something that i would like to smell even more. And that something is all of the people of my city. I must miss home if I’m talking about smelling people.

Last night we had a crawfish boil in our backyard. We invited over a bunch of friends and ate (or at least we tried to) 40 lbs of crawfish. So in the end I had eaten the most (but I was still hungry) and there was about 20 lbs of the crustations left. Gosh, peeling those things gets so anoying after an hour but they are yummy!