Since moving to Donetsk, the Lord has blessed me with some great friendships. One such friend is A, a Kurd from Syria, who is studying here in Donetsk.
We met this summer after a team from Arkansas was here. They met him while exploring the city. Later in the week, the team introduced me to A and we have been friends ever since.
A few weeks ago, I invited A and his friend, Y over for Tex-Mex. While we ate and enjoyed the afternoon, they promised to prepare me some Kurdish food. So, earlier this week, while talking with A, he invited me to eat with them.
Even with all the traveling I have done, I still get a little anxious in trying new foods. After all, I didn’t like strawberries until I lived in Lugansk in 1994. I never liked asparagus or broccoli, but can now tolerate them. I have eaten horse meat and horse sausage, grew to love some Korean foods (curry rice by Julie Kim is the best!).
So, I kind of knew the foods they would be preparing, although I didn’t know what frik was (even though it was described as kind of like rice…) Y was cooking away when I arrived. He showed me the frik and I still really didn’t know what it was. Later, from the internet, I learned it is a green wheat that is roasted.
Y prepared a disk of frik with a side topping of ground beef, walnuts and salt. The topping was terrific. He gave me a huge portion of frik, and I was full by the time I had eaten half of the plate. He also fried some lamb. If you have never eaten lamb, you should try it. It definitely has a different taste than beef or pork. He also prepared a mushroom sauce that he poured over the lamb.
Before I left, Y showed me some pictures and videos of his homeland of Syria. The Kurds are much like other Muslim people groups that truly don’t have their own homeland. From them, I learned of how they are considered 2nd class in many of the other countries where they have large populations and where they are overlooked for well paying jobs.
The afternoon/ evening was very enjoyable. Great conversation, tasty food and the time flew while I was there. I left there understanding them and their culture a little better and knowing how to pray for them all the more.