A Poravian Meal
Jump to Recipes — Figgy Salmon — Spiral Bread — Roasted Eggplant — Taro Sesame Cones — Rosemary Lemonade
You sit down with your friends around the richly appointed dining table. The cloth is shimmery gold, lit by delicate porcelain candle-holders shaped like old-fashioned oil lamps. Your place has already been set with an embroidered placemat, engraved silverware, and two goblets made of colored glass.
As soon as everyone is seated, servants emerge from a side door carrying plates of food and bottles of drink. The host doesn’t say anything to introduce or begin the meal; words are cheap, and the meal should speak for itself. One servant circles the table pouring wine, while another fills the larger glasses with rosemary lemonade.
Once everyone has their drinks, the servants return to the kitchen and begin carrying out artistically arranged plates of food. A rich smell of figs and mustard drifts to your nose as one of the servers sets down your plate in front of you. A large crispy piece of salmon fills the center of the plate, with mushrooms and slices of roasted eggplant spiralling out toward the edges, all of it covered with a decadent reddish-orange sauce.
You wait with your hands folded in your lap, watching as the servants dart back and forth. A meal is a presentation, almost a performance, and it’s rude to eat or drink before everything is in its place. The servants finish serving the main plates and return again, this time carrying small side plates heaped with grapes and spirals of warm bread with a faint purplish color. One of the men sets a porcelain butter-dish in the middle of the table with a flourish, and with that the meal is ready to eat.
Everyone politely waits a moment longer, appreciating the attractive arrangement of the food and enjoying the aromas, before the host picks up his fork, signalling the beginning of the meal. There’s plenty of chatter and laughter over the food, but as always, actions are more important than words. The guests smile and nod to each other, keep the butter dish passing around so nobody ever needs to ask for it, and touch each other’s arms affectionately as they talk. Instead of telling the host how delicious the food and drink are, everyone makes a show of how much they enjoy it. As you finish your food, you settle back in your chair with a sigh of satisfaction — a bit exaggerated for effect, but not at all false.
The servants wait until all the plates are empty before returning to clear the guests’ places, refill cups, and bring a platter of small dark-colored cones of sweet taro and sesame paste. You continue chatting with your friends late into the night, sipping slowly at your wine and nibbling at the sweets while the meal settles.
Figgy Salmon
10 figs, chopped
1/3 cup white wine
¼ cup whole-grain mustard
2 tsp lemon juice
salt and pepper, to taste
3 tbsp olive oil
Four salmon fillets
2-3 cups fresh mushrooms
Spiral Bread
2 cups grape juice
1 tsp instant yeast
5 cups flour
Roasted Eggplant
1 large eggplant
1-2 tsp salt
3 tbsp olive oil
2-3 tbsp fresh rosemary, chopped
Taro Sesame Cones
1/2-3/4 pound fresh taro
1 tbsp olive oil
1/4 cup sugar
1 cup sesame powder
1 cup crushed walnuts
2 dried figs, finely diced
1/3 cup honey
2 tbsp lemon juice
2 tbsp sugar
Rosemary Lemonade
2 quarts water
1/3 cup lemon juice
1/3-1/2 cup honey
3-5 tbsp fresh rosemary, crushed



