Waiting for the Herring

Last night’s milchig (that is, dairy, referring to the laws of kashruth, but that’s not where I’m going with this) supper table, with its spread of Yukon Gold potatoes, boiled local eggs sprinkled with Shan Pakistani egg seasoning, a green salad with cucumbers and radishes, the very first local strawberries and Greek yogurt waiting in the bowl beyond, with walnut baklava for dessert. The glaring empty space on the plate is for creamed herring; for some reason I wanted to take the photo RIGHT NOW. This is a Jewish variation on a Lenten “fasting” supper we once shared with our friends in Cologne, Germany.

So — an interfaith supper!

(Frank, over my shoulder, says: All this and herring, too. Since this post is just for fun, maybe it’s really a red herring.)

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10 Responses to Waiting for the Herring

  1. Stef says:

    The spread looks lovely! It reminds me of a blog I follow: http://whatdidyouhavefordinnerlastnight.wordpress.com (in case you’re interested…).

  2. barb19 says:

    Those strawberries look delicious!

  3. xties says:

    Look at all those fours! ― potato, egg, strawberries, etc. Even the decorative mat in the centre of the table has double quatrefoils. And those four flowers in the bowl … are they rhododendrons?

    In New Zealand (where I live), rhododendrons flower in early winter (ie, RIGHT NOW); in fact, just this morning I noticed the first splash of the very same colour in the public garden visible from my kitchen window.

    As you know, I very much like interfaith and inter-cultural … so I, too, am now waiting for the herring.

    • Touch2Touch says:

      So pleased you liked the post — it was a bit tongue in cheek, so I wondered what response there might be —
      And I never noticed the Rule of Fours! Sharp eyes —
      (I contained myself on the baklava, however.)

      Yes, flowers are rhododendron. Ours are now a little past their peak as yours begin — they were especially spectacular this year.

      I opened the herring jar right after the photo, a Finnish brand (Skansen) whose Matjes in wine tidbits I’ve always found delicious, but their creamed herring was, I’m sorry to say, not quite up to the mark. From the label, it seemed like it actually came from Canada. The limits of inter-culturalism?

  4. Christine says:

    So. hungry. looking. at. this!!!

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