There's been a red plum sitting on my desk the past couple of days.
Plums remind me of the summer I was four or five, and my grandmother and I were visiting my aunt and her husband (Meisa's parents-to-be). I was eating several plums a day. My grandmother finally felt compelled to limit the number of plums I was eating - she was afraid I would develop diarrhea.
The things I remember.
Posted by Shokufeh at October 17, 2003 04:37 PMfunny, but reading that made me think of your grandparents and this one time, we were at there house.. i remember seeing jars of small pickles... baby ones in the fridge...
wierd huh?
roya
Posted by: roya on October 18, 2003 04:37 PMman....torshi pickles crave :D
Posted by: mademoiselle a. on October 19, 2003 08:09 AMMmm... torshi. I should make me some of that. Though it wouldn't be as good as Maman's.
Posted by: shokufeh on October 23, 2003 12:18 PMwait, i thought maman was superstitious about making torshi. if i remember the story correctly she used to make it a lot, but then one time when she made it, something happened to papa and she stopped and never made it again. i'm pretty sure she never made it when she lived with us. dayee, is this right?
Posted by: meisa on October 24, 2003 04:56 AMMeisa jan, I don't recall such a story - it may be true; but I don't remember. I remember her making some torshi, although our family was not a heavy torshi consuming family - so maybe thee is something to what you say. Ask your Mom or other Dayees!
Posted by: Dayee Parviz on October 24, 2003 04:51 PM