Etzlenu

Etzlenu Etzlenu is a home-dining experience in the heart of Tel Aviv, focusing on contemporary spins on classic Southern (US) cuisine. Reservations: 972.54.236.0781

My nomination for best vegan restaurant in Toulouse, Gloomy.
22/09/2022

My nomination for best vegan restaurant in Toulouse, Gloomy.

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/13/the-monster-mash
13/06/2021

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Irit and I were watching a Nature series recently on Color, narrated by David Attenborough. Beautifully photographed. Stuff we didn’t know, such as the capacity of some animals to see and utilize UV. Some stuff that we of course knew, such as the tendency of animals to use vibrant colors to messag...

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/12/and-the-beet-goes-on
12/06/2021

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My (vegan) daughter was here recently for a visit. We took a few rare father-daughter days together, down by the Dead Sea. Even with the long periods of quiet and meditation that a desert landscape brings, we had plenty of time to talk. Among other things, she talked about beet carpaccio dish that h

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/11/hunting-snarks-and-inspiration
11/06/2021

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/11/hunting-snarks-and-inspiration

For those of you who at times follow my posts, you may know that I try to learn something new each day in our soul food kitchen. Without forcing the issue. Which can be a bit challenging at times. If, for example, I wake up with the notion of exploring how best to tease out the tanginess of rhubarb

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/10/faux-pad-thai
10/06/2021

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/10/faux-pad-thai

The truth always comes out. Eventually. At least that’s the case in my family, when it comes to food. As a young dad, I cooked a lot for my kids: Breakfasts almost always and dinners whenever it seemed the fare was getting a bit staid. One of my go-to favorites was a bit of a southern riff on cold

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/8/fall-of-the-legends
08/06/2021

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/8/fall-of-the-legends

Friends and Family have been raving about various vegan restaurants here in Tel Aviv So much so, that some of these places have become almost mythical. We keep saying, here in our soul food kitchen, that we need to get out more and try out some of these places: To get out of whatever rut we’re in;...

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/7/pickled-think
07/06/2021

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/7/pickled-think

A riff on the lyrics from “Bridge Over Troubled Waters” seems to run through my head about the time I start the process of pickling. When you’ veggies are weary, feeling small, when tears from onions are in your eyes . . . and so on. Nothing maudlin. These are simply quieter times in our soul ...

https://etzlenu.com/chef-cornerblog/2021/6/4/if-the-schug-fits-
04/06/2021

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Schug: One of my all-time favorite dishes, though most would call it more of a condiment or sauce than a dish per se. There are a million versions of this typical Mediterranean concoction. Mine, like most, has a combination of fresh green chile peppers, cilantro, garlic, lemon juice, and the typical

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Sderot Chen 51/4
Tel Aviv

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Monday 08:00 - 20:00
Tuesday 08:00 - 20:00
Wednesday 08:00 - 20:00
Thursday 08:00 - 20:00
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Saturday 08:00 - 15:00
Sunday 08:00 - 20:00

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WTF: Strangers in the Dining Room?

This will sound stupid: I grew up with food (like, who didn’t, right?). But my family owned a grocery business in Savannah, Georgia and that is where I was much of my growing up years. At aged 5, I “helped” Dad with annual inventory counting, after which I raced a grocery buggy up and down the recently waxed floors until I came crashing into a tower of eggs on the dairy aisle. I hauled turkeys bigger than I was, so it seemed, during Thanksgivings. Worked in the produce warehouse starting at 4 am. Became a journeyman meatcutter before I was 16. And so on.

One of our favorite rituals was going out to a late breakfast on Sunday mornings at a place, I kid you not, called “Our House.” My dad would ask, “Where do you want to go for breakfast?” I would reply “Our House.” Dad: “So you want to eat at home today.” “Dad, c’mon, no, I want to eat at “Our House.” And so on. Today that local eatery on Victory and Skidaway is now, like the rest of the world, a Starbucks. Still, Savannah had, even then, some kick-ass places to eat: Williams Seafood, Anna’s Little Napoli, Desposito’s, Mrs. Wilke’s. Today, like many places in the South, Savannah puts out some amazing regional food. Hats off to influences such as Frank Stitt, Ashley Christensen, Callie Moore, Mashawma Bailey, Hugh Acheson, and Edouardo Jordan, among many others.

My mom was one of those cooks who loved to improvise in the kitchen, without really having learned the basics upon which improvisation is based. And she was a health food nut from way back. Little butter, no salt, etc. Meals were terrible. And so I learned how to cook. Hungarian gulash, adopted from summer camp. Bought my first omelette pan as a teen. Then another for meat dishes. I took my meager equipment off to college and continued cooking in the dorms. Worked on a sweet potato farm close to my granparents’ home in Americus and came home evenings and made sweet potato pies, pecan pies. Put away money for grad school waiting on tables and cooking in restaurants around DC.