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When in Detroit....
After leaving New Jersey before 4am on Sunday morning, Al and I made it to scenic Detroit by 1 in the afternoon.The 24 hour turn
around has got my head turning around and made me subject to waves of uncharacteristic fatigue. Once we entered the front door of mom and pop's, we were greeted by mom and pop who bore OODLES of cousa (small zucchini-like squash filled with rice and meat and cooked in a tomato sauce), summer fruit (apricots, plums, nectarines), and promises of grilled meat (fish free and loving it!!). Still jet-lagged and exhausted, I needed to break for a rest every 2 hours or so, to lounge in a mom-induced haze of laziness and gastric fulfillment . Since Sunday, I've eaten excessive amounts of fruit, lamb chops, chicken schwarma
(marinated spit-roasted chicken served in toasted pita with garlic sauce and pickle) , and Mom's Kufta (ground spiced meat, grilled on a stick served with yogurt and pita). I'm terrified of stepping on mom's new bathroom scale for fear that my "eat everything you see!" diet isn't working towards a svelter figure.The grande family will celebrate the 4th of July-Lebanese-American Style which wouldn't be complete without my pop's babyback ribs, slow grilled for 1 3/4 hours, and mom's grapeleaves stuffed with ground round and rice and 
cooked in salty/lemony concoction. Albino, mom, and I stuffed these yesterday after mom made an enormous blueberry pie and before the giant vat of American-style potato salad was made. We topped off our "Christmas in July" cooking fiesta by making Duncan Heins cupcakes with processed frosting for Alexander, my 2 3/4 year old nephew. Mom was just as thrilled as I was to be making box cake mix and we decorated the cupcakes with feeling, 
vigor, and sprinkles. We were not disappointed by Alexander's reaction who would have eaten the entirety of the cupcake tree for dinner, had he not been pursuaded otherwise.
After leaving New Jersey before 4am on Sunday morning, Al and I made it to scenic Detroit by 1 in the afternoon.The 24 hour turn
around has got my head turning around and made me subject to waves of uncharacteristic fatigue. Once we entered the front door of mom and pop's, we were greeted by mom and pop who bore OODLES of cousa (small zucchini-like squash filled with rice and meat and cooked in a tomato sauce), summer fruit (apricots, plums, nectarines), and promises of grilled meat (fish free and loving it!!). Still jet-lagged and exhausted, I needed to break for a rest every 2 hours or so, to lounge in a mom-induced haze of laziness and gastric fulfillment . Since Sunday, I've eaten excessive amounts of fruit, lamb chops, chicken schwarma
(marinated spit-roasted chicken served in toasted pita with garlic sauce and pickle) , and Mom's Kufta (ground spiced meat, grilled on a stick served with yogurt and pita). I'm terrified of stepping on mom's new bathroom scale for fear that my "eat everything you see!" diet isn't working towards a svelter figure.The grande family will celebrate the 4th of July-Lebanese-American Style which wouldn't be complete without my pop's babyback ribs, slow grilled for 1 3/4 hours, and mom's grapeleaves stuffed with ground round and rice and 
cooked in salty/lemony concoction. Albino, mom, and I stuffed these yesterday after mom made an enormous blueberry pie and before the giant vat of American-style potato salad was made. We topped off our "Christmas in July" cooking fiesta by making Duncan Heins cupcakes with processed frosting for Alexander, my 2 3/4 year old nephew. Mom was just as thrilled as I was to be making box cake mix and we decorated the cupcakes with feeling, 
vigor, and sprinkles. We were not disappointed by Alexander's reaction who would have eaten the entirety of the cupcake tree for dinner, had he not been pursuaded otherwise.
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