A Boy Called Sous
It’s Friday morning and I’m puttering around in the kitchen starting to cook for Shabbat. Ju-Boy is off talking to God, Chip is snoring away after a late night out. Didi would love to be snuggled deep in bed after a late night out, but she’s off early for her National Service gig. I’ve got the kitchen all to myself, Barry White is on the stereo (you all should know, Barry is excellent for cooking, while The Boss is the best music for cleaning), when I hear a noise on the stairs. Shy-Boy, despite the fact that he went to bed late last night after a marathon of X-Boxing, shuffles into the kitchen, helps himself to a bowl a cereal and utters the magic words, “Can I help?”
“Sure,” I reply, “you can clean the house.” Nope, he wants to help cook something. “Okay, you can peel potatoes.” Nope, he wants to have fun while helping to cook something. What a weird kid, who doesn’t have fun peeling potatoes? Okay, you can all put your hands down now. “Okay, you can make deli roll.” Nope, wait, oh yeah, cool!
A paean to processed and convenience foods, this dish is a big hit, especially with the kids at the table. So the next time you serve up your usual dinner party dish of roast duck topped with cherry sauce and the kids go “ick!” (as will a lot of adults, most probably), serve this dish as well and watch the kids (and a few adults) fight over the last piece. It’s also very easy to make, so easy my 12 year old sous chef can do it all on his own.
- 1 600 gram box (1.3 pounds) of Turkish filas pastry (you can use puff pastry if you can’t find filas, but we prefer the filas, it puffs up less)
- 2 big glops mustard (about 3 tablespoons)
- 2 tablespoons honey
- 18 slices roasted chicken breast (we use Tirat Zvi’s honey roasted)
- 18 slices smoked beef shoulder (again, we use Tirat Zvi’s brand)
- 1 egg, beaten
- sesame seeds
Preheat the oven to 170 degrees C (350 degrees F).
I’d love to show you a picture of what they look like cut up into spiraled pieces, and how pretty they are on the serving platter, but as usual, a lot of our food gets eaten on Shabbat, when we don’t take pictures of what we eat. I think the kids find it more relaxing on Shabbat. Usually, if I cook something during the week and the kids want to cut themselves a piece, the first question they ask is not “Can we have some?” but “Did you take a picture of this yet?”
Posted on 27 May 2011, in Family Life, Savory Nosh, Shabbat and tagged chicken, cooking, deli, Dough, filas dough, Jewish Cooking, kosher, puff pastry, recipe, Shabbat, Tirat Zvi. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.