Pan-Mediterranean Summer Dinner
It was only the heat and coincidence that created this chilled dinner as we sit in 33C/90F weather, but it's heartening to me to eat it after reading the New York Times, Ha'aretz and La Repubblica papers today, not to mention this Anthony Bourdain article about Beirut (read it to the end or you'll think Bourdain's an ass, he's not). I'm feeling down and rather pessimistic about the Middle East and about humankind, in general. Some of the people who have written about this make me feel hope for the future, though.
This dinner was not intended to mean anything. But as I look at the Baba Ganoush (at 12:00), my Middle Eastern flatbread, the Greek Melitsanosalata and the Italian Caprese salad, I want to see harmony here. I almost feel naive as I say that out loud since I can think of 100 reasons why there isn't peace. Music to feel powerless by: Elvis Costello's "What's So Funny 'Bout Peace, Love and Understanding?" from the album Armed Forces.
There's a silly (but I loved it) novel by Tom Robbins called "Skinny Legs and All" about a Jew and a Muslim who open up a Mediterranean diner together. There are some people who I read today who embody this fraternal feeling, a respect for each other and a recognition of their side's part in the destruction. I hope they prevail.