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Hot on the heels of my Israel trip in March, the Culinary Institute of America (CIA) outpost in Napa Valley offered a one-day class on how to make Middle Eastern street foods. I signed up immediately, and the $75 half-day class was one of the best cooking lessons I’ve ever taken.

 

What made it great was its intense hands-on experience—no pre-prepared dishes, no watching the chef demonstrate steps, no slacking off while your partner does most of the work. After he taught us where to find the needed ingredients and equipment, along with some basic rules—how to handle knifes (from cutting to cleaning), operate the ovens, and properly maintain and clean your work space—our chef instructor Andy Wild treated us as if we were regular full-time students and knew our way around a professional kitchen.

 

Burns and cuts were entirely likely.

 

Eleven of us showed up that April morning and were paired into groups of two, with less than 90 minutes to prepare, cook and display our dishes, after which we would get to enjoy the fruits of our labor. I drew the proverbial short straw and worked alone, which meant if my dish was inedible, there was no one to blame but moi.

 

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I was charged with making Lamb Kofta With Raita (skewered ground lamb with yogurt-cucumber sauce), which also meant I had to prepare two items, alone, so I needed to haul ass. The sauce needed to chill for at least 30 minutes before it could be served, so I began with grating English cucumbers then mixing them with yogurt, fresh squeezed lemon juice, minced mint leaves, kosher salt and freshly minced garlic made into a paste.

 

Sounds easy enough, yes? It was, save for the garlic. It takes more strength and repeated mincing to get garlic cloves into a paste than I had anticipated, but I’ve since become a pro at it and regularly include the tasty treat in other dishes.

 

The raita chilling in the fridge, I moved onto the lamb, which also wasn’t too difficult to prepare since I was able to use packaged ground lamb as opposed to grinding it myself. The time sink is in mincing all the ingredients—Italian parsley, green onions, mint leaves—while the clock keeps ticking. If you’re the type of cook who makes sure all your slices are even, this can take a while—and end up frustrating non-perfectionist (read: less anal) cooks in the kitchen. Chef Wild kept glancing at my slow slicing and at one point offered to speed up my process by cutting the onions for me, but I politely declined. I could do this!

 

Once kneaded with the salt, cumin, cinnamon, cayenne pepper and freshly ground black pepper, I shaped the lamb paste into little sausages, slid them onto skewers and placed them over a medium-hot fire, turning regularly until all sides were brown, about eight to 10 minutes. I started cooking the koftas with about 12 minutes to go.

 

Tip: If using wood skewers, make sure to soak them in water first so they don’t catch on fire while over the flames.

 

As Chef Wild called out how much time remained, we scurried around trying to avoid crashing into each other as we finished our dishes and scrambled to find just the right serving plates to garnish and perfect our presentations. We finished with seconds to spare. Burn-free, fingers intact.

 

Our feast also included Watercress and Tabbouleh Salad, Falafel, Muhammara (a red pepper dip), Green Harissa (a green pepper dip), Kibbeh Samak (stuffed fish fritters), House Made Pita Chips and Luz Biskwe (almond and cardamom biscuits). CIA provided a red Gamla 2005 wine from the Golan Heights Winery. All was excellent.

 

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Each of us agreed that the class was well worth the investment and significantly helped improve our cooking skills. It took place at CIA’s beautiful Greystone campus in St. Helena, Calif., located 18 miles north of Napa and 8 miles south of Calistoga on Highway 29 (about two hours from San Francisco). CIA began to offer its culinary continuing education classes this year, as local laws changed recently to allow nonprofessionals to participate.

 

Greystone was built in 1889 as a cooperative winery, and from 1950 to 1990 it was home to the Christian Brothers, a Catholic teaching order, which produced its own brand of wines. Be sure to walk around the grounds and take in the vineyards and flower and herb gardens. Students also get a 10 percent discount in the CIA store.

 

CIA offers weekend culinary enthusiast classes at its Hyde Park, N.Y., and San Antonio, Texas locations, too. Upcoming courses: North African Spice Kitchen, Baking at Home—The Desserts, and Sharpening Your Knife Skills. I think that last one has a space reserved just for me.

 


For schedules and additional information, visit www.ciachef.edu.

 

(Photos: Donna M. Airoldi)

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We arrived into Jerusalem this evening just in time for the beginning of Shabbat (or Sabbath), the weekly Jewish observance of the “seventh day of rest,” which lasts from sundown Friday to sundown Saturday. You see the streets go from teeming with people to practically deserted, as everyone closes up shop and hurries home to be with their families for the next 24 hours.

 

Full verticle view of the Western Wall.

 

While this happens in Orthodox Jewish neighborhoods the world over, it is quite the experience to be in **Jerusalem for it, especially because of the presence of the Western Wall. It was built more than 2,000 years ago as a retaining wall for the Temple Mount, which was destroyed, and has since become one of the most important shrines for those who observe Judaism.

 

Men and women stand before the wall (in separate sections) and pray—sometimes rocking back and forth (called davening) or simply placing their hands and foreheads on the wall. Our guide Ziv said that there’s a belief that if you visit the wall to pray before Shabbat, your prayer will have a better chance of coming true. Likewise, others write down their prayers on paper, roll them up and slide them in to cracks in the wall. The site is quite moving, especially with nearly all the Orthodox men wearing their traditional attire of black suits with white shirts, big black hats and long sideburn curls.

 

A closer look.

 

About an hour before the sun fully sets, a rich–sounding horn is heard throughout the old city and beyond. Once the horn is blown, there should be no more pictures taken in the prayer areas and even taking notes at this time is considered disrespectful. The Shabbat is nigh.

 

I’m not a particularly religious person, but I respect traditions, and couldn’t resist the opportunity to participate in such a historic ritual. I wrote out a prayer, rolled the paper, waited my turn before the wall, then soon found myself before it, hands and face pressed against the cool stones. I repeated what I had written and slid into a crevice, and next felt this sense of warmth and comfort, after which quickly came tears.

 

Yes, that’s right. I cried.

 

I wasn’t bawling or wailing or anything, though I had a hard time stopping these salty intruders from rolling down my cheeks even after I had left the wall’s prayer area. No idea why, but I definitely felt better afterwards.

 

Hmmm, maybe my wish has already come true.

 

 

 

Photos: Donna M. Airoldi

 

 

Related posts:

TravelMuse in Israel: Settling In

TravelMuse in Israel: Haifa and Akko

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Our first few days in Israel were jam packed with fantastic sights and activities, during which we pretty much had minimal downtime since there is so much to do and see. (Hence, no posts the past couple days. Read previous post on arrival in Israel.) Skipping briefly back to Tuesday …

 

We continued our exploration of Haifa with a stop at a vista point from Mount Carmel, overlooking Haifa Bay and an historic Carmelite church. You could see all the way to the border with Lebanon, which is where white rocks fall straight into the sea and the only place along the coast where there isn’t a beach, says our guide, Ziv. Trawlers and military boats shared the waters.

 

 

Elijah's dwelling place, inside Stella Marais.

 

While we didn’t make it to Elijah’s Cave, where Elijah hid from King Ahab and Queen Jezebel, we did see the cave in which he is believed to have lived, located below the alter in the church at Stella Marais Carmelite Monastery.

The structure at one time was an infirmary that housed Napoleon’s ill soldiers. The church has a wonderful painted ceiling of Elijah in his chariot of fire on his way to heaven and a striking black-and-white marble floor. The original church was destroyed; the current one was built in 1836.

 

 

Baha’i Gardens.

 

We next strolled through one of the 18 terrace levels at the Baha’i Gardens, which have been open only since 2001. Stunning. Precision landscaping; flowing lines of trees, plants and flowers; and rich textures and colors make for a beautiful and peaceful sanctuary. The founder of the Baha’i settled in Haifa during the mid-19th century, after being persecuted in Persia.

 

Our tours of ancient cities also began in earnest on Tuesday with trips to Akko, the Druze community of Pekee’in and Safed, a center for Kabbalah study. (See below for info on Akko, and I’ll address Safed in a future post. For info on Pekee’in, and another take on sights we saw this day, check out fellow traveler Janelle Nanos’ post on the National Geographic Traveler blog.)

 

 

Entering Akko.

 

Akko, also known as Acre, is a wonderfully preserved port city on the north end of Haifa Bay. It dates back to at least the 19th century B.C.E., and was an important site for the 13th century warring crusaders and Muslims, between which it passed hands a few times. As you walk among the layers of the civilizations that have been—and continue to be—unearthed at this site, you can’t help but feel the weight of not only the massive rocks used to build the solid structures and fortifying walls, but also the thousands of years of history this city has experienced.

 

 

Crusader-era vaulted ceilings and columns (left); Al Jazzar mosque and minaret.

 

You’ll see the remains of a citadel; Al Jazzar mosque, which stands on the site of a former crusader cathedral; large halls beneath arching ceilings used for dining, dormitories and meetings; old courtyards; narrow escape passages; and the remains of a destroyed market as well as an intact one, still in use today. Roam the stone paths that wind past vendors hawking general housewares, pastries, fresh squeezed juices, fish, nuts, spices, etc.

 

 

Akko market.

 

I guess no place is immune to the boutique hotel trend. On the way out we pass the chic-looking entrance to Akkotel, a relatively new property housed in a corner of one of Akko's fortified walls. Will have to check it out on a future visit, because there is much more to see of this incredible historic site.

 

We then got delayed a bit in what to an overhead observer would look like the middle of traffic puzzle, with drivers trying to maneuver in front, behind and around each other. Why the jam? Some roads and parking areas were closed beginning the day of our visit due to a new archaeological find in the area.

 

And so the discovery of history continues.

 

 

Photos: Donna M. Airoldi
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For the next week I’ll be writing (and Twittering @DonnaMuse) from Israel while on a trip with fellow travel bloggers. Hope you enjoy our journey!

 

Haifa and Bay. (Photo: Donna M. Airoldi)

 

El Al

 

Flew El Al for the first time yesterday, and everything you hear about the extensive security process and questioning is acutely accurate. For whatever reason, I got flagged for extra questioning by two security guards (same questions, asked twice) and had to have my luggage x-rayed before I could even check in.

 

Not that I mind! I’m all for safety and security, especially when I’m flying said carrier.

 

Had just enough time to hit the business class lounge to enjoy a couple bites of fantastic hummus before our flight was called—along with a few others—and everyone rushed the international security gates at JFK’s Terminal 4. Amazingly, we all made it through in time. Even more amazing? We landed more than an hour ahead of schedule. As for the flight itself, it was full and noisy, but I managed to get about five hours of sleep. Great pitch on the economy seats, just beware of front recliners if working on your laptop.

 

Ben Gurion Airport notes: no forms to fill out for customs when you arrive; avoid the lines outside and use the ATMs located just past the money changing counters before you enter the arrival hall; and luggage comes super fast (JFK could learn a thing a two on the latter).

 

Road to Haifa

 

After meeting up with the blogger group, we headed toward Haifa, a modern port city about 90 kilometers (55 miles) north of Tel Aviv. The early part of the landscape during the drive showed a dry, rocky terrain—lots of limestone—and it wasn’t difficult to imagine the difficulties that early settlers must have had when turning the area into farmland. (Israel is known for its advancements in irrigation.) Today you’ll pass avocado plantations, orange and mango groves, and farms, along with a fair amount of industrial sites.

 

Our guide, Ziv Cohen, noted as we passed cities set further back in the distance that you could tell which were Muslim by the green florescent lights that illuminate minarets at night. Suddenly, though, the view was blocked by a tall, white barrier that turned out to be a section of the controversial wall that separates the West Bank and areas that are under the Palestinian Authority from Israel. Most of the barrier, however, is a fence, said Ziv.

 

Haifa

 

The land becomes mountainous as you approach Haifa, a picturesque city on Mount Carmel that overlooks Haifa Bay and the Mediterranean. It is the third-largest city in Israel and is one of the most secular, diverse and tolerant—so much so that the city’s Minister of Tourism, who dined with us, said that of all that Haifa has to offer, she is most proud of the coexistence of the multiple religious groups in the city. No fewer than five live side-by-side—Jews, Muslims, Christians, Greek Orthodox and Baha’i. (It’s also about the only place in Israel where public transportation runs on Saturday, she said.)

 

Haifa boasts a thriving seaport—Jordan’s ship cargo comes through it—and growing technology industry. Mount Carmel is where the Catholic Carmelites settled (hence, their name), and the city also houses the Baha’i Gardens, an important site for followers of the Baha’i faith. But more on those after our visit tomorrow.

 

German Colony

 

We stayed at the pleasant Dan Carmel hotel at the top of the mountain looking down over the Baha’i Gardens and the bay, and ate at Hasdera 1872 (I particularly enjoyed the appetizer of ground lamb in a grain covering with sautéed tomatoes and green onions), in the city’s German Colony. The area was settled in 1869 by German Christians who were part of the Templar Society, who believed the second coming of the Messiah was near.

 

Exterior of Hasdera 1872 Restaurant. (Photo: Donna M. Airoldi)

 

The area’s main street leads to the rising terraces of the Baha’i Gardens and is lined with similarly designed 19th-century limestone buildings now filled with shops, bars and restaurants. (Our restaurant’s lobby floor was glass in order to show how the German’s used the building’s lower-level cellar.) It was nice to stroll down the street and see old, bent trees decorating the historic structures while people relaxed at outdoor tables, drinking and listening to the occasional thumping of dance-club music, while the full moon made the lights on the garden terraces twinkle up the side of the Mount Carmel.

 

Would have loved to have lingered, had a drink and meet some locals, but, alas, I was tired, and tomorrow will be an even busier day.

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