Dilled dairy quick bread

By | November 30, 2011

This article and recipe originally appeared in the Nov. 14, 2011 edition of “From Tali’s Kitchen,” my biweekly cooking column in Binah magazine.

Eretz Yisrael is often referred to as the land of milk and honey. But sometimes it just feels like the land of confusing milk products.

I made aliyah from Maryland close to two years ago, and although I’m certainly not fluent yet, my Hebrew isn’t too shabby. I always did well in ivrit class back in high school, and I took several Hebrew language courses in university to keep my skills up. But all that is not enough to get me through the dairy aisle in my local makolet.

Gvina tsfatit. Shamenet. Gvinat shamenet. Gvina levana. I scan the rows of small colorful containers, with just one thought running through my mind: Where on earth do they keep the sour cream?!

I can ask for directions in Hebrew. I can order from a menu in Hebrew. I can laugh with my Israeli neighbors, and I can converse with my Israeli cousins. But the dairy aisle gets me every time.

And it isn’t just me. My husband, who has lived here five years, works in an Israeli environment, and can truly hold his own in Hebrew, also struggles with the dairy products. I recall with a mixture of pity and fondness the time he labored to bring home the groceries.

It was the end of a long work week, and he was exhausted. I wouldn’t have asked him to make a special trip to the makolet, but since he was going to mincha anyway… Unfortunately, he left his cell phone at home. Equally unfortunately, cottage cheese and sour cream were on the list. And with so many cheeses in the dairy case, it’s hard to distinguish one from the next.

It was only when he returned quite some time later that I realized what he had gone through to get the right items. First, he tried valiantly to locate them on his own. (Was sour cream “shamenet” or “gvinat shamenet”? And which fat percentage did I want?) When that didn’t work, he asked a fellow shopper – an American, by the way – for help. When even that didn’t yield the desired results, he presented the situation to an Israeli shopper, who good-naturedly took a guess. But…what if he was wrong? My husband asked to borrow the man’s phone so he could double-check with me. Sounds fine, but since I had the Magic Jack plugged in at home on our only phone line, the call didn’t go through.

And because we live in a time in which our machines remember information for us, he couldn’t for the life of him recall my cell phone number.

The poor guy tried three different combinations of digits – on three different shoppers’ phones – before he reached me. Thankfully, I was able to direct him to both the cottage cheese and sour cream. Not by the Hebrew product names, but by the proximity of each to the ever-present pile of milk bags.

It wasn’t long afterwards that friends of ours dropped by on a Shabbos afternoon. As we sat around eating the last of the fudge brownie torte I’d made for dessert, the guys talked about the Succahs they’d be building in a few weeks, and the girls talked about (what else?) cooking.

One of the women asked what I had used to make the torte. “Not much to it,” I told her. “A little chocolate, a little oil, a little sour cream…”

Sour cream?” both women repeated, wide-eyed. “How did you find it?” one of them laughed. That’s right. Forget about the fudge. They were impressed because I had been able to locate sour cream in the makolet.

I’ll admit to feeling like I finally had this whole dairy thing under control after that Shabbos. Here I was, the one still in her shana rishona, and I had managed to find the sour cream! And use it in a fudge brownie torte!

Perhaps I was feeling a little too proud of myself. Just two days later, I was back in the makolet, shopping for another week’s worth of dinners. This time, I needed some cottage cheese. Okay, no problem, right?

I collected the items on my list, walked home, and put everything away. It wasn’t until I opened the fridge the next day that I found a container of gvina levana staring back at me. But how did it get there? I never buy it, and it’s not the kind of thing my husband would pick up as a snack. I realized with a sinking feeling that the dairy aisle had once again prevailed. Those crazy containers look so similar…

Gvina levana is a soft white cheese, similar to sour cream or yogurt but more cheesy. Although it’s traditionally part of Israeli meals, I’m told they’ve started selling it in Lakewood and some New York areas. I hadn’t ever used it in cooking before, but there it was in my fridge, so I had to do something with it. And no, we do not have a dog.

I’ve recently discovered the beauty of quick breads, so it was only natural that the gvina levana would end up in one. Quick breads are just what they sound like: Quick little loaves of bread. The batter comes together easily and lends itself well to special mix-ins: raisins or chocolate chips in sweet quick breads, herbs in savory ones. Best of all, the dough doesn’t need to rise. You just combine the ingredients, mix and bake.

This dilled dairy quick bread is unlike any other bread I’ve tasted. It’s light and fluffy, and with a touch of butter it practically melts in your mouth. Its subtle sweetness makes it even more of a treat. Try serving this bread with soup and salad for a delicious dinner that fills you up without weighing you down. A slice or two, gently toasted, would also make an amazing breakfast – especially if you top it with cream cheese.

I may never fully master the Israeli dairy aisle. It’s okay. Because if things like dilled dairy quick bread can happen, any dairy item is welcome in my fridge.


Yael on November 30, 2011 at 11:48 pm.

So true! I spent years using gvina levana till I realized that there was actual sour cream right nearby….. baking here is always an adventure! Your pictures are gorgeous and are make me hungry!!


Tali Simon on December 1, 2011 at 10:42 am.

Even with latkes??


Malka on December 1, 2011 at 11:37 am.

haha! soo true. dont you love realizing that you can really buy it all here? and its called “chamutzit” with a green cover. shamenet chamutzit? okay fine, no cheddar, but mostly everything else. looks delish!


Tali Simon on December 1, 2011 at 2:27 pm.

Actually, someone just told me that they do have cheddar here…if you want to pay a lot of money for it. I think if I ever see it, I’ll have to get some. All the hype and whatnot.


Laura on December 1, 2011 at 9:00 pm.

I saw this in Binah, and then I misplaced my copy–I was looking all over for it last week! So glad you posted this online.
I bet you could make these as muffins, too . . .
Maybe it is less of a problem if you sprinkle cheese on top of the loaf so it is obviously dairy like pizza? (I guess you still have to ask your local rav).


Tali Simon on December 1, 2011 at 10:05 pm.

Muffins! Now that’s an interesting thought. We always have this with dinner and have (at least) two slices each, so we wash on it (check with our rav). But if I had one dilled dairy “quick muffin”…?


Yael B on February 17, 2012 at 10:32 am.

Do you think this would work with basil or some other such herb? My husband hates dill…


Tali Simon on February 17, 2012 at 1:42 pm.

I’d try it with thyme, maybe. If you make another variety, let me know it goes!


Adeena on February 24, 2014 at 4:24 pm.

So for those of us in the USA, what should we use instead if gvinat levana? Also, do you think it would work with white whole wheat flour?


Tali Simon on February 24, 2014 at 5:15 pm.

Sour cream or plain yogurt (probably Greek yogurt, too) would be fine in place of gvina levana. White whole wheat should work, though I don’t have personal experience with it.


Sandy on February 24, 2014 at 8:14 pm.

It sounds luscious. Can’t wait to try it with sour cream.


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