Stuffed Grape Leaves

I’ve probably eaten thousands of stuffed grape leaves in my life, and about 99 percent of them were made by my dad. We always called them “stuffed grape leaves,” never dolmas, and we’d soak the leaves in the sink, never in a bowl. Then my dad and I would divvy up the responsibilities: one to scoop filling, the other to roll and place in the pot. This recipe comes together quicker than you might think, but it can also inspire lingering with friends and family. It’s amazing how quickly the po