Homecooking in Israel

Going to the shuk has become a weekly routine for me. For the most part I tend to stay away from Shuk HaCarmel in the city center because it very touristy. My market of choice is Shuk Hatikva in the Hatikva neighborhood. I go there because I volunteer near there and it is a great market and mostly locals shop there. It does not have the touristy t-shirts and Judaica and other things. For the most part there are the same products available everyday, but sometimes the butchers will have something one day and won't have it the next. So on Friday when I went to the market with my roommate Jeremy, I found a brisket. Something I had not seen yet at the market. I jumped on the brisket and knew exactly what do. Brisket might be my favorite thing to eat that my family makes. The smell brings me right back to New England and the people I care about the most. Cooked in my interpretation of the sauce my family uses and potatoes, sweet potatoes and carrots.  Being in Israel for ten months, I have been looking for things to bring me back home. Cooking has been a stand by for me when I miss home. Food and the smells of food has a magical way of bringing a person back to a time, place, and the people that were there. Eating the brisket I made with my roommates brought me back to Massachusetts at my house and Vermont at my Nana's house. The happiness that I felt was what it was really about. A delicious brisket on a rainy day was what I needed. It came out amazing. It was the perfect thing to make any person with a soul happy. It was homecooking at its finest. I know my family would have approved of the brisket I  made.