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I think it was a national show, a segment about three Egyptians who have started an on-line satirical magazine called---what else?---Kushari. They each have code names to protect themselves from the censors. The names are, in Egyptian, macaroni, lentils, and rice. I've since found about three recipes, all different, though not by much. Going to serve it with pita bread and yogurt.

I know Robin personally, not as well as I know her mother, for whom this must be painful to watch. (It's painful for me.) All reality shows are about casting and editing. Robin was cast as the bothersome old lady, and lately edited as the woman you love to hate. This whole drama would play differently if the actors were all in their forties and enjoyed similar levels of maturity.

Had lunch here alone last September. A wonderful place, great atmosphere, courteous wait staff, delicious food. They created a green salad for me on the spot and served it on a large black slate square. A work of art. The escargots were superb.

Or you could add egg noodles or bow ties and cottage cheese to the cabbage and onion mixture, which in my Polish 'hood they called broken pierogies or lazy pierogies.

I actually have a place IN the market. My apartment overlooks the north end, where, by the way, you could have gone to Etta's for killer crab cakes. On the run, you could have picked up some of Beecher's mac 'n cheese, my major vice these days. Or picked up one of a wide selection of sausages made just north of the flying fish display. Or walk up the hill to First and Virginia (my corner) and have lunch at Le Pichet, as close to Paris as you can get in Seattle.