Food Friday and Blog Salad

 For the past few days the old fashioned melody of יה ריבון עלם ועלמיא has been my constant companion as an ear-worm. I have been looking for the melody that we sang at our table when i was little on YouTube.

I have found  this version which is lovely but not what I have been hearing in my ear.

This melody is an old one as well but not the one I was thinking of.

Well, I just spent too much time looking for the lovely slow and meditative melody of my childhood. If I keep looking right now then i won't be able to complete this post. If you find a link to it , let me know

Moving on to the blog salad portion of this post...

I loved how the reflection of the windows across Columbus Avenue made this not very interesting building look much more compelling.

The police in the local precinct needed something done on the exterior of their building, so they got the firemen next door to take care of it with their hook and ladder.

My fried Sue asked a question on Facebook about the napkins that we use with little fuss ( not my mom's beautiful embroidered napkins but the ones that we use every day)

So to answer Sue. These are the napkins currently getting the most usage in my napkin drawer in their un-ironed state. All of them have had a previous life in a different form

So from left to right, two napkins that had previously been our duvet cover. Now they are two layer napkins with the plain blue on one side and the striped on the other. They look quite a bit spiffier ironed but are a delight to use. Then the waffle woven dark blue cotton that had a previous life as a tablecloth. Lastly the black and white seersucker check that had spent many years as our shower curtain. I cut away the grotty bits and made dozens of Covid masks and now a large batch of napkins out of the nice parts. I may have finally used up the last of  the shower curtain.

As for Shabbat dinner-- one of our guests is bringing a salad. She makes a glorious salad.  We are having meatballs 

They are flavored sort of like my parents used to flavor their meatballs...ketchup is a major conveyor of flavor. Sometimes the homey and familiar is what one needs.

We are also having a quinoa salad.

Toasting the quinoa  in the oven after boiling it is a game changer.

Shabbat Shalom!