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When I was a child my dad often prepared this dish on Sunday in our home in Milan. He told me that these black-eyed peas in Egypt were called "Cleopatra's eyes". I think he was just kidding me, but it was a way to convince me to taste them ...
My Fave Memory! For holidays, my mom always makes dill dip to put out with cut up veggies like carrots, celery and broccoli. I was never a fan of broccoli then, but dipping the florets for a generous helping of the dip endeared them to me because I thought they looked like trees with snow on top. It was one of the only ways I would voluntarily eat broccoli!