Last Lunches: A Progression of Sandwiches

Sandwiches, again?

Perhaps just a Sharpie underlining of my prior post point about the infinite sandwich species which have permeated our still slightly culinarily heterogeneous world

You shall see what I mean.

Today marks the first day of the holy month of Ramadan; 29 (or 30) days of fasting from sunrise to sunset- abstaining from any food, drink (yes, including water), sexual activity, smoking, and being mean (or passive-aggressive I assume) to anyone or anything. It is a time of reflection for Muslims, strengthening ties with God, and upping one’s piety quota. Alors, it is the summer time and the days are LONG- very long- here in the  Bay Area the sun rises at 4:50 am and sets after 8:30pm

For a coffee guzzler like my father, that is an extremely taxing and exhausting work day as he rises at 4:30am to have his cream-cheese slathered industrial-sized bagel and Chobani, fills up on his 10-12 cups of Java and starts the day at work  bright and early to return thirteen hours later to a table set with Arabic Mezze prepared by my chef extraordinaire mother

Alors, this weekend my father and I made sure to make the most of the last of lunches- a preferable form of father-daughter bonding

Saturday, we drove to our favourite ethnic grocer, a market on 22nd and Irving in San Francisco to stock up on all the usual Ramadan food staples:

  • 12 bags of freshly baked Caravan whole wheat pita bread
  • Ackawi Cheese for mama (it’s an Arabic cheese)
  • 6 cans of Cortas Hummus
  • 6 cans of Cortas Babghanouj
  • 6 cans of Foul Mudammas
  • Pickled Lebanese Turnips
  • A LOT of parsley, cilantro, aubergines, lemons, and Mexican courgettes
  • Phyllo dough for Sambusak
After the Mezze haul, we stopped for lunch next door at the delicious Sunrise Deli, home of San Francisco’s BEST falafels!

Falafel Sandwich: Pita stuffed with hot falafel patties, lettuce, tomato, tahini, hummus, and pickled turnips/cabbage

Absolutely delightful (yet simple). Sunrise Deli is the one place where I am perfectly alright with forgoing my regular kebabs in lieu of some Palestinian fried chickpea patties. And the pickled cabbage/turnips are pink because they’re pickled in beets and vinegar, and are splendid

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Then, on Sunday the pops and I got ready bright and early (just kidding…more like at 11:30) in our preppy workout clothes (which was really an old tennis skirt and a Burj Dubai polo tee for me and a beloved pair of Harvard sweatpants for him) and set out to do the Dipsea steps slash walk around the luxurious wilderness that is Mill Valley
Of course, doing so builds up a substantial brunch appetite, hence we headed over to Toast Mill Valley for yet another variety of sandwich sustenance:

Daddy: Nutella banana crepe with whipped cream on the side

Can you believe he’s NEVER had a nutella banana crepe?!

Your daily source of potassium, hazelnuts, and cocoa-fied bliss

Delightful…but being a crepe connoisseur-ess, I still believe that Suzette in Bombay and Pereira Creperie in Portland are superior

Moi: Chicken crepe with a side of boring fruit

Stuffed with grilled chicken, mushrooms, avocado, pepper jack, & sundried tomato pesto

It was tasty, filling, and had a generous amount of avocado; however in terms of the actual crepe, Suzette and C’est Si Bon (at the Portland Farmer’s Market) are far better- perhaps it’s because they use buckwheat crepes
Toast on Urbanspoon

Nevertheless, the weekend was passed in fine company with a three day consecutive “sandwich” extravaganza and now I can get the excitement juices flowing for tonight’s Iftar (Ramadan dinner); oh yes and I’m finally going to introduce my family to kale chips- I know they’re reluctant and don’t believe me when I emphasize how glorious they are, but they are soon to be surprised!

Are you familiar with Ramadan? Ever eaten a Ramadan Iftar before? 

What’s your idea of parental-bonding time? 

Fan of falafel? Fan of crepes? Tell me your favourite crepe-stuffings!

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13 thoughts on “Last Lunches: A Progression of Sandwiches

  1. I was in Dubai one year over Ramadan and even restaurants/food courts in malls were shut during the day! A few of my friends in high school partook in it so I am quite familiar. Good thing call on the Chobani as part of breakfast- full of protein! Tell me you’re exaggerating with the amount of coffee though ;)!

    • Haha I wish but my dad seriously drinks 10 cups of coffee in the mornings…I usually keep it to 4, anymore than that and I turn into a spastic little badger

  2. Dudeee 10 cups!!?

    I can only have a tall latte and I’m awake through the night.

    Ahhh falafels!!!

    I’m going to try and look for a greek/medditarranean (cannot spell that for my life) place here in India if I ever get tired of Indian food.

    Probably won’t happen, but just to be sure :)

  3. I enjoy Falafel Kebabs, I like better then beef or chicken in kebabs.
    Nutella crepes! This was a staple in my diet when I was at school in France :)
    I’ve never eaten a Ramadan Iftar, but where I live in Sydney numerous Muslims reside. So there are lots of Lebanese, Middle Eastern restaurants in my area!

    Parental-bonding for me is going grocery shopping/long drives/walks/coffee/working out with my dad.

  4. I love falafel! And crepes – your dad’s looks delicious! Hmm…I’d still have to go with raspberries and ice cream as the best fillings for a crepe :)

    Do you fast during Ramadan, as well? Or just your parents?

    And did your dad go to Harvard, too? Small world!

    • Haha yeah my dad went to Harvard for Grad school, funny! I haven’t fast the past few years because I have low blood pressure issues which make it unhealthy for me to go that long without food/water, but perhaps one day I’ll be able to again

  5. I’m not personally familiar with Ramadan, but my uncle lives in Bahrain, so he mentions it when it’s going on.

    My idea of father-daughter bonding is skiing & mountain biking together :)

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