One of my friends has a delightful "Annual Report on My Balls." It serves as her annual Passover greetings, noting results in texture, floaters vs. sinkers, adjustments to her special blend of herbs and spices, etc. It is a great excuse for all of us '90s kids to make jokes about Schweddy Balls, among others.
Which obviously influenced the conversation in our house this week:
Our contribution to the annual My Balls report: said balls are pretty standard, though this year's straddled the line between floaters and sinkers. Schmaltz, grated ginger, garlic, simmered in a broth with more ginger and garlic and scallions, finished with a squeeze of lemon. At some point I want to make a kimchi-jjigae version, but I left the shopping late enough this year that the supermarket was out of matzo meal when I went, and low on matzo itself, so I only bought one box, and had to grind my own matzo meal from actual matzo, oops. Three days left and we've basically got enough matzo remaining for maybe one round of matzo pizza. Oh well!
As for our matzo brittle, this year's version included freeze-dried strawberries, dried rose petals, and dinosaur sprinkles, because this is me 😁
Which obviously influenced the conversation in our house this week:
Me, pulling the leftover matzo ball soup out of the fridge: "Um, hon, what happened to our balls?!" (The matzo balls had expanded overnight, soaking up about 60% of the soup broth in the container.)hyounpark: "Wow, are these the Balls that Ate Berkeley?"
Me: "Look at how ... inflated they got!"
H: "Well, they're still better than Tom Brady's balls."
Our contribution to the annual My Balls report: said balls are pretty standard, though this year's straddled the line between floaters and sinkers. Schmaltz, grated ginger, garlic, simmered in a broth with more ginger and garlic and scallions, finished with a squeeze of lemon. At some point I want to make a kimchi-jjigae version, but I left the shopping late enough this year that the supermarket was out of matzo meal when I went, and low on matzo itself, so I only bought one box, and had to grind my own matzo meal from actual matzo, oops. Three days left and we've basically got enough matzo remaining for maybe one round of matzo pizza. Oh well!
As for our matzo brittle, this year's version included freeze-dried strawberries, dried rose petals, and dinosaur sprinkles, because this is me 😁