My form is all grace and my shape is built on heavy base; Kings desire my colour which all adore, rich and poor. I am pleasant, active, handsome, elegant, soft of skin and prized for price: eke I am perfect in seemlibead [sic] and breeding and eloquence; my aspect is comely and my tongue witty; my temper is bright and my play a pretty sight Thou art like unto a mallow growing about the Lúk gate; in hue sallow and streaked-yellow and made all of sulphur. Aroynt thee, O copper-worth of jaundiced sorrel, O rust of brass-pot, O face of owl in gloom, and fruit of the Hell-tree Zakkúm….
*Thirty years ago, following a recipe of Claudia Roden, I used dried molokheya leaves, purchased at Sahadi’s market in the Arab district of Atlantic Avenue in South Brooklyn. All was going well until I reached the stage where Ms.
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