Lisa Barlow

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I love living in Brooklyn, NY. I also love leaving it to travel. Mostly to Mexico and Colorado. On Twitter I am lisabnyc.

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FEBRUARY 20, 2011 11:51AM

Egyptian Refreshment

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 Orange Juice and Mint

 

Many years ago, when I was a teenager on leave from school, I traveled for a month in Egypt. Naturally, in recent days since the uprising in Tahrir Square, I have been thinking of those days and what I remember of the teeming Egyptian streets, the generous people I met and the rich stimulation that country brings to all of one’s senses. 

 Because we were young and had very little money to spend, my boyfriend and I did everything as cheaply as possible. In Cairo, we stayed for free in the apartment of a friend who had scored a Fulbright Fellowship. We went pretty much everywhere by bus or on foot and we ate only what we could buy in the market. The ubiquitous plastic water bottle was still a thing of the future and most often the safest thing to drink was the freshly squeezed fruit juice that was abundantly available on street corners throughout the sweltering city.

 Dizzy from the heat, the incomprehensible language and the pervasive dust that seemed to billow up wherever we walked, nothing was more welcome than the tall glasses of brightly colored orange juice we drank throughout the day. Mostly we would drink standing up, but sometimes we would go into a tearoom and order sweet mint tea and pastry along with more orange juice.  My boyfriend would read the biography of Anwar Sadat he was carrying and I would ask questions about the charismatic Egyptian leader who would be assassinated only a few months later. Someone had told us to bring ballpoint pens with us to use instead of money as tips. And so, after paying for our small meal, we would earnestly hand a bewildered waiter a yellow Bic pen. 

 One day in Luxor, where we had traveled overnight by train, an incautious meal of unwashed melon caught up with us. My boyfriend became violently ill and after finding a doctor to treat him in our three-dollar-a night room, I called his parents back in North Carolina. Soon, money had been wired, and we found ourselves booked into the resplendent Winter Palace Hotel in an air-conditioned room with cool sheets and a clean marble bathroom.  While my boyfriend slept and waited for the antibiotics to cure him, I wandered through the gleaming, cavernous lobby and outside to the lush palm lined gardens. On bench overlooking the Nile I  scratched out a letter to my parents using one of the 50 remaining ballpoint pens.

 Later, in the empty dining room, I asked for orange juice. There was none, the waiter, who was still a child, explained. We were the only guests here in the off-season and there wasn’t much food stocked in the kitchen. But he could bring me lemonade. The lemons turned out to be limes. But the drink was extraordinary. It was sweet and sour, flowery and minty, and very cold.

 As he recovered, my boyfriend drank tea and ate toast. One day I brought him a soft-boiled egg that my young friend in the dining room had procured. “This is from my family’s chicken,” he said. His mother, who I had never met, worked in the kitchen and had brought it for us. “I told her that your husband is in a painful difficulty.”  The hot egg rolled around forlornly in a white china bowl, a little feather stuck to its shell. I smiled at the thought of having a husband and took the egg upstairs along with a glass of limeade. My boyfriend handed me the egg, but drank the limeade so thirstily that I went downstairs to ask for more.

 Lemonade, it turns out, may have been invented in Medieval Egypt. Records show that from the tenth through the thirteenth centuries bottle of something called qatarmizat—lemon juice with lots of sugar—were exported in a thriving trade. Recipes for Egyptian lemonade abound. But I have made this version with limes and tweaked it from memory until it most closely resembles the drink that brought my boyfriend back to health.

 I drink it now to my traveling companion, who I haven’t heard from in at least 25 years, and to the young boy in an oversized waiter’s uniform who inspired this recipe. He would be a middle-aged man now. He may even still have one of the 49 pens I gave him when we said goodbye. I wish him “fe sahetek”, good luck. His country is in “a painful difficulty”.

 

Limeade eh  

 Luxor Limeade

The secret to great lemonade or limeade is in starting with a simple syrup: sugar and water boiled, then chilled. Simple syrup is used to make sorbet and is the building block for a lot of great cocktails, so you may want to keep it as a staple in your fridge. I’ve tweaked this version a little by adding lime peel at the last minute to the heated syrup in order to infuse it with the lime’s essential oils.

 1 cup sugar

1 cup water + 4 cups water

A few lime peels

1 cup fresh squeezed lime juice

2 Tbsp. orange blossom water

Fresh mint

• Heat 1 cup sugar and 1 cup water until sugar has dissolved.

• Add lime peels to the heated mixture and let stand for 5 minutes before removing.

• Chill this mixture over an ice bath or for a few hours in the fridge.

• Add fresh lime juice and orange blossom water.

• Add 4 cups cold water. Stir well and taste. If it is too sweet for you, add some more lime juice.

• Serve over ice with plenty of fresh mint.

 

 mint tea with lemon

 Lemon Mint Tea

Tea in Egypt is usually made with tea leaves, as well as mint. Lots of sugar is added and it is served in delicate little glasses. This recipe contains no tea leaves, but lots of fresh mint and honey instead of sugar. I like to make this tea in the summer when the backyard is full of runaway spearmint that needs to be kept in check.

4 cups Water

Large bunch mint

Juice of 1 lemon

2 slices lemon

¼ cup Honey

 • Heat water in a pot until boiling. Turn off heat.

• Add Mint leaves and stems. Steep for 20 minutes.

• Add honey and stir until dissolved.

• Strain tea and add lemon juice. Add more honey if you like your tea sweeter.

• Serve hot or cold, garnished with a lemon slice.

 

Whipped Orange Juice with Mint

In Egypt, citrus juices are often made using the whole fruit.  A powerful blender, such as a Vitamix, works best. I like to peel the outer layer, but keep most of the pith. This orange juice will be super frothy and packed with all of the vitamins from the pith that you usually throw away. Egyptian recipes sometimes call for a little powdered milk. I haven’t included any here, but if you want, you can add a dollop of cream for a richer Creamsicle-like flavor.

 4 oranges

8 mint leaves

2 or 3 ice cubes

 • Peel oranges, leaving most of the white pith.

• Cut oranges in half and remove seeds.

• Cut halves into smaller pieces and toss into blender with ice cubes and mint.

• Blend on high until the juice is smooth and frothy.

 

 

Text and photos ©Lisa Barlow 2011

 

 

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These sound like the perfect summer drinks. -R-
What a timely memory and a great story. The recipes and photos take it over the edge. Fe sahetek !
What a wonderful story, Lisa. You have me wanting a limeade right now, even though it's miserably grey and raining here. Or maybe because it's miserable grey and raining here.
Lisa, thanks for the lush story and luxurious drink recipes. The photos are fantastic, too-- did you take them in the dark? I had a hard time figuring out how to make drinks look pretty (at least with my point and shoot:).
Thanks, all.
@Linda, your pictures always look great. I used a point and shoot here too. But it was sunny for 5 minutes and I caught the afternoon light.
Lovely beverages and a great travel tale. :) Rated
I love to see recipes that include the pith. It has a slightly bitter taste that gets associated with "bad," but it's really just another flavor.
I do love this refreshing story, Lisa. The thought of that young boy bringing you an egg (with the lingering feather). And those ball point pens!! I could see all of it. The drinks sound amazing too.