How Do I Love Thee, Koshary?
Let me count the carbs:
Rice, lentils, chickpeas!
[With apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning.]
I’ll spare you any further faux-etry other than to say that koshary - an Egyptian street food dish that I like to pretend means “Festival of Carbs” in Arabic - speaks right to my soul.
Because really, why shouldn’t you put all the carbs together in one dish? Who says you can’t mix pasta and rice? Why wouldn’t you enjoy a dish for which the sponsorship slogan could be “Koshary: Brought to You by Carbs.”
To these and other questions, the Egyptians say tafaddali (go on, gurl). And especially in light of recent events, I am not one to argue with the will of the Egyptian people.
Koshary is not a dish I’ve seen much outside of Egypt, but if you live in Dubai you can now get half-decent koshary delivered right to your doorstep courtesy of Zaroob on Sheikh Zayed Road. Order some manakish while you’re at it and you can have yourself a proper little pan-Arab feast
And remember… you’ve got the culinary predilections of 80 million Egyptians backing you on your undeniable right to excessive carbs.
(Pictured here with leftover Garlicky Roasted Chickpeas from that recipe that everyone on Tumblr’s been raving about lately. I felt fairly “meh” about them… but then again, who needs side dishes when you’ve got ALL THE CARBS?)