I met Josephine at the Longone Symposium in Ann Arbor in May. We promised when we got back to Chicago we'd meet up for dinner. So it was very pleasant today to find ourselves on a last minute excursion to Taste of Romania.
Free most (grape juice) was available to any and all who'd slip their cup under the spicket of the press as demonstrated by Josephine:
While we saw no steers, we did see pigs cooking over wood and wood charcoal fires without a single briquette in sight.
While Josephine enjoyed her mititei (skinless sausages) to her great satisfaction
I very much enjoyed my lamb which had a salt rubbed exterior. I don't recall having it in Romania, though Josephine remembers having it in Greece. My Dad and I had it all over Yugoslavia, where you could order it by the kilo along with spinach and boiled potatoes. Notice the bonus of a bit of marrow, which I scooped out onto some bread and ate.
Pickled green tomatoes were mostly enjoyed by Josephine. I had one to sample, while I had seen them many times this was the first time I tasted one.
The mostly live music at this festival were clearly Romanian classics. I saw elders tapping along and mouthing the words along with the younger generation who were just as engaged. I must admit I am used to songs no longer than 3-4 minutes. Some of the songs carried on for long time with a repetitive beat that made me quite antsy.
While we had a live singer present and musicians on stage, the music had a recorded melody, drums and chorus. At any time, a musician could drop out for a moment and the music would continue on regardless. Still this was all a reminder of a home left behind inspiring lots of people to sing along and dance.
Regards,