Chocolate Dipped Pistachio Coated Dates
By: Jeddah Mom
That year, we didn’t go to homeland for the vacation. It was the first time in ten years that I hadn’t gone. We chose to spend Eid in Saudi Arabia. My family chose to spend it back home. We took the children to Riyadh to visit their cousins instead.
For the kids, it was fun; they had their uncle and cousins. My husband had his brother. It was me, feeling a bit homesick. I had chosen to not see my family.
Riyadh was fun. We traveled, enjoyed the new places and came home ten days later. My father had, as he usually does, gone to be with the family. He returned when we returned and with him he bought a box of chocolate. ‘It is your Eid gift from your siblings’, he said.
Inside, there was a single line of assorted chocolate dates remaining in a box of empty rows.
My husband laughed. ‘They ate your chocolates’, he said. Only I knew… this was no practical joke. It was love.
No, they didn’t eat my chocolates. They sent me my share.
We are five siblings. We grew up sharing everything. My father had taken this box of chocolates for them over Eid. They all took their shares and sent me back my share of it.
My 6yr old son found it amusing. He would have eaten them all, he said.
‘You are too young to understand my dear’, I said.
This is how expats celebrate Eid. This is how we share love across borders and miles.
Picture Credits: Tala al Jood Dates (if anyone is wondering what dates they were. 😀 )