Hanukkah is nearing an end and it’s time that I grudgingly admit defeat to my Sephardic challenger. Though they fought to win, matzo ball soup, blintzes, and brisket just didn’t have the same plucky spirit of tender Sephardic lamb kebabs and spicy shakshouka. Congratulations to Robert and the glorious culinary stylings of the Sephardim!
Keep reading to see how our Ashkenazi vs. Sephardic face-off unfolded.
“His cheeks, colored by a network of ruptured blood vessels, were formed by a coalescence of hanging globules, beneath which the double fold of his chin melted into his neck. And his skull was strung with cords of fat.”