What is a woman to do when the united cloves of garlic in her pantry accused her of discrimination? She caved in.
have my share of using garlic from culinary to natural remedies, but to step garlic up to
flavoring tej was a bit out there even for me. Though, I have the deepest gratitude for all the accolade garlic garnered since antiquities, I was reluctant to trust garlic this time only, because of
Its flamboyant ego. Everyone who uses garlic knows that garlic is not shy to leave traces, wherever and whenever and not in a friendly way - to put it mildly. But still, the idea of shunning garlic
to flavor my tej haunted me and eventually I caved in.... don’t ask. I mean a woman always does, when she doesn’t know the answer to something… which is…all the time.
When you see a woman abandoned her original idea, be prepare to flee. So this strong willed woman caved in to the ego stricken garlic in one condition; namely strip its ego with
love, care and respect, of course!
woman who knows her way well around the kitchen always thinks along the line of fire; stove top fire, oven fire, grill fire etc. So she toasted a few garlic cloves on stove top - low heat, skin on
(tough love and respect) and it came out humbled - mellow and sweet smell, none of that in your face pungent odor to alienate her loved ones.
She let it cool down and popped a few in her tej; left it
to infuse for about a month; waited patiently for the tasting day, which came out sweet, mellow and not overpowering.
Something about this toasted garlic mead tej
- የተጠበሰ ነጭ ሽንኩርት ጠጅ, one sip and you'll surrender [grabs your collar and won't let
you go]. It was that good that you want to break it out on a special occasions only.
PS: We ain't talking about getting too happy here. "Moderate drinking," as defined by the U.S. Department of agriculture is no more than one
drink per day for women and no more than two drinks per day for men.