The Poetics of Persian Food


Recently, the wonderful editors of Mashallah News — an online publication devoted to shaking up Middle Eastern stereotypes — asked me to contribute to their “food” theme series. I was only too glad to do so, and a nostalgia-filled rhapsody of the poetics of Persian food was thus born! I would be delighted if you would read it, so, begging your kind indulgence, it follows in its entirety below.


Eyes are the windows to the soul, per an old English proverb. In a similar vein, it can be proposed that a nation’s cuisine is the window to the heart and soul of its countrymen. Praise be, then, for much like its people, Iranian food is sensual and oft poetic.

That Iranians are sensual and romantic at heart may seem a preposterously incongruous claim at odds with the image of the country, mired as it is in polemics and controversy, but only if one overlooks the fact that the ancient and majestic tree of Iranian culture is branched out of thousands of years old roots that bear solid testament to a heritage of lyrical and aesthetic nourishment, accomplishment and sensibility. A sensibility reflected in everything from a proclivity to the arranging of beautiful, elaborate and symbolic celebratory tableaux vivants for weddings, Norooz (New Year) and the fete of Yalda (winter solstice); to an inordinate fondness for gardens and fountains and flowers and nightingales; to a talent for creating delicately charming ornate design in painting, carpets, textiles and architecture; to a coquettish flair for flirting; and to an unabashed affinity for and partiality to poetry.

In some cultures a love of poetry is the true sign of the dork, the nerd, the socially clueless and inept. But in Iran, appreciation of poetry—far from branding one as “uncool” and banishing one to social Siberia—is not only accepted but is even taken for granted and reciprocated amongst people of all ages and walks of life. It is not unusual to find groups of friends or family sitting around eating, drinking and making merry while chewing the fat or playing backgammon all while trading lines and verses of the poems of Hafiz and Sa’adi and Khayam and Rumi and Ferdowsi as the muse inspires and circumstances dictate. A cantankerous shopkeeper may quote a poem to site his ire; a grandparent may well call on one of the epic poets to drive home a moral lesson to a grandchild. After all, poetry is what saved the Persian language—the epic poem of Shahnameh, to be precise, is credited with this historical accomplishment—and that may explain why a love of poetry flows in the veins of most warm-blooded Iranians, whatever their walk of life, instead of being the rarefied passion of elite intellectuals and cultured intelligentsia as it is in most other places in the world.

People unfamiliar with Iranian food often assume it is hot and spicy, much like its politics or its perceived climate, but it is not. Iranian food—fragrant and pretty with its signature playful combination of sweet and tart and savoury—is downright poetic at heart.

After all, how many cuisines count rosewater, cardamom, pistachios, rose petals, dried mint and saffron as staple pantry provisions? How many have a dish called jewelled rice, so named because barberries, pistachio slivers, and candied orange peels peek out of a nestling pillow of aromatic saffron rice gleaming, much like the gems one would expect to find spilling out of a treasure chest if one perchance happened to abracadabra open the door of Ali Baba’s fabled cave?

How many cuisines have since the ancient times revelled in the glory of the pomegranate, a fruit that is a testament to a divine design, bearing a crown with a charming disarray of tendrils and jewel-like seeds. Pomegranate is a mainstay symbol of the Yalda celebration spread, in which a bowl of its seeded ruby arils, sprinkled with a touch of ground angelica or salt, forms a refreshment to offer guests, or else its nectar turned into a paste brooding with ground walnuts to make the chocolate-coloured stew of Fessenjan, which some call the khoresh of kings?

And, probably more than any other cuisine in the world, Persian food harvests flowers! Countless bushels of Mohamadi roses are every year distilled into aromatic rosewater; red and pink rose petals are dried so that they can be crushed and used as a pretty and aromatic sprinkled garnish for food. Vast fields of purple crocus are harvested for the long, fragile, burnt amber threads of saffron that turn an effervescently sunny golden shade when ground and touched by hot water, a drop of it turning a bed of steamed rice into a pretty sunset. A bevy of fragrant herbs and blossoms are distilled to make aragh—a refreshing and medicinal beverage—with mint, chicory, musk willow, sweet briar, palm pods, citrons and orange blossom. So many flowers, the very names of which are not merely mellifluous but also summon up an instantaneous sense of delight and pleasure.

Sometimes, the seductive charm of Iranian food is overt but guileless, like a yogurt and cucumber soup, garnished with inter-crossing paths of crushed rose petals and dried mint; or overt and artful like a dark amber halva infused with saffron, rosewater and cardamom, sprinkled with pistachio powder in a curlicue design.

Sometimes, it is covert, like a Salad Shirazi, a salad that is beautiful because it is stunning and is stunning because it is the epitome of simplicity—an edible haiku—nothing more than a choir of cucumbers and tomatoes and onions, singing with lemon juice and olive oil and crushed dried mint.

And sometimes, the disarming charm of Iranian food is downright lyrical, because if fluffy and fragrant saffron rice made moist with a stream of succulently savoury khoresh is not transcendental lyricism in a spoon—then, pray tell, what is?


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Comments (25)

  • apuginthekitchen 11 years ago Reply

    Beautiful article, Iranian food is poetry, simple, comforting, straightforward and ultimately delicious. Complex in it’s simplicity!!

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Thank you Suzanne, you so totally get Persian food and I know you do it justice when you make it as well!

  • Francesca 11 years ago Reply

    Dear Azita, huge congratulations for your achievement. I think it’s simply fantastic and I’m very happy for you!
    The article is simply wonderful. Well written, with a great rhythm, it “wraps” the reader with its charm. In a few words, it is poetic in itself. Lovely!
    Have a great day!

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    dear Francesca, awww, I’m charmed and all warm and fuzzied up by your comment. thank you!! means a lot.

  • thebestdressup 11 years ago Reply

    ciao! i am taken with this post. persian cuisine is a favourite luvMUST. please post the recipes.

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Ciao! So happy to hear about the love of Persian food! I’ve linked to the recipes for the pix I’ve posted and more recipes will be coming too. Thank you for visiting!

  • johnnysenough hepburn 11 years ago Reply

    So, begging your kind indulgence…Love it! Now I’m beginning to appreciate where your use of language comes from. As it’s naturally very poetic. Personally, I prefer narrative over poetry. And, of course, a good ol’ gossip! Very few poems excite. What does, invariably, is your sensibility throughout your intricate article. Here’s hoping you’ll be begging us again soon 🙂

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Sssh, secret between us, but I also prefer prose (& straightforward prose at that) over most poetry. Then again, there are poems and poets that make me happy to be alive. Johnny, I really and truly appreciate it that you took the time to read it and I find your comment to be complex and interesting and something that I can munch on with infinite pleasure. As the Italians say: A thousand thanks! ; )

  • Lizzy (Good Things) 11 years ago Reply

    I love the way you write and present information about Persian food here… and your rice pudding looks exquisite!

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Thank you dear Lizzy! I will for sure get a big head with your continuing delightful comments. I have to say that I like that photo too and I got so lucky with that fig (the garnish for the rice pudding) it came out in the shape of the Persian paisley.

  • Jess @UsedYorkCity 11 years ago Reply

    Mmm, all these dishes are presented so beautifully (as is your writing!)

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Hi Jess, thank you for visiting and wow, what a nice thing to say. Thank you!

  • leduesorelle 11 years ago Reply

    Oh, the joy you convey! I love how each ingredient is a little poem in itself…

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    thank you thank you thank you thank you! 🙂

  • radhika25 11 years ago Reply

    A veritable ode to Persian culinary traditions! Lyrical prose that’s evocative in its beautiful imagery! I can almost visualise the crocuses being harvested by young girls….

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    thank you dear RAdhika, I’m so happy you read it means a lot

    radhika25 11 years ago

    Azita, you write beautifully!
    I’m actually going to sign up to receive your posts via email. Sometimes with over a hundred blogs that I follow- I miss some posts by you or Fae.

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago

    Well, I’d be delighted Radhika if you subscribed by email. For some reason my blog is not showing up in WP Reader which may explain why you’ve missed some. It’s a bummer … on the other hand I do love me some WP so no complaints! Thanks Radhika joon for the encouragement 🙂

  • Darya 11 years ago Reply

    Azita, I will do what Radhika says in the previous message: sign up for email updates. I have missed so many of your delightful, well written, interesting, and amusing posts and recipes.
    What a wonderful read and homage to Persian food and culture!

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply


    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Thank you Darya joon! I’m always happy when you visit.

  • laurasmess 11 years ago Reply

    What a beautiful, beautiful article Azita. I actually felt like I was whisked away on a fragrant cloud of rosewater, orange blossom and steaming, spiced Persian rice… it was a bit of a disappointing thud when I finished reading and I’m still sitting here on my couch with a bowl of Cheerios! You explain your culture so beautifully. You’re such an amazing ambassador for Persian cuisine. And as the other girls have, I’m subscribing my email to stop my growing anger at WordPress reader! xx

    Fig & Quince 11 years ago Reply

    Wow, your comment in turn had me whisked away to a nice and warm and fuzzy place where all was well and beautiful. Thank you for such a lovely lovely feedback! [The blog is back on WP Reader after its monthlong hiccup so all’s well in its world. ha ha but thank you.]

    laurasmess 11 years ago

    Oh good. What was up with that?! I don’t understand! I’ve subscribed now though, so I’m getting Azita goodness delivered right into my little email inbox. Yay 😉

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