Perhaps it’s part of the pre-baby nesting, but ever since becoming pregnant, I’ve had an insatiable appetite for family stories. I’ve revisited the recordings that my maternal grandmother Jean sent from Tehran to her parents in Hawaii in the early ’60s. I’ve inhaled the archived articles that our dear friend François shares as part of a family tree gift he’s been working on for us.
Recipes, naturally, have played a large role in this quest for family connection. So, when my mom emailed me this eggplant dish – one that Teta, my paternal grandmother, used to make often – I knew I had to make it as soon as possible.