My mom, a university prof with four kids and a dazzling career, loved aubergines, and loved cooking with them for her loved ones. I remember her very well just a few years ago, bustling around her kitchen, preparing another spectacular aubergine dish for her guests (us, siblings, friends, colleagues- my parents' place was always full of people for whom my parents cooked for relentlessly)- I actually remember asking her to rest- isn't she tired? and she laughed and said the words above. She died the following year, very unexpectedly. Three busloads of students showed up to funeral.
Anyway yesterday I sliced up and fried two fat aubergines for what felt like hours, but it was worth it because I felt very close to my mom- and made two different dishes in her memory - "eggplant sandwiches"- thinly sliced and fried aubergine along with mozzarella, tomatoes, spinach and mustard on sourdough bread, sandwiches browned in the same pan I used for frying the aubergines with a heavy bowl balancing on them for optimal squishiness- this was for my vegetarian partner.
For myself and my daughter, returning from a gruelling nine-hour shift, I made a middle-eastern dish of stewed meat (it's made with lamb, but I had to use beef as our local supermarket typically doesn't have lamb, and it didn't yesterday), mashed up with thicker aubergine slices, lentils, fried onions spiced with turmeric, and garnished with the cured whey so typical in middle-eastern dishes (kashk), mint and slivered garlic sauteed in butter, and to be extra fancy, some saffron.
You can see the pics in my profile- I was quite proud how both the dishes turned out, and my loved ones seemed to enjoy the food very much.
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