A good week in real estate: 2 closings, 3 new leads, the satisfaction of matching families with houses the way Mama matches fillings with phyllo — instinctively, confidently. I brought spanakopita to an open house. The buyers ate it. They made an offer.
Alexander called from school this week. He is focused and building a life with the quiet competence of a young man who watched his mother rebuild from nothing and decided that building is what Papadopouloses do. He still does not call Yia-yia enough. He never will.
I stood in my kitchen this evening and looked at the counter where I have made a thousand meals for my family and thought: this is what I do. I feed people. I sell them houses and I feed them food and I keep showing up because showing up is the only recipe that never fails.
I made imam bayildi — eggplant stuffed with tomatoes and onions, braised in olive oil until everything collapsed into silk. We ate at the kitchen table, just the three of us, and for a moment the house was not quiet or loud — it was exactly right. Full. Fed. The sound of forks on plates is the sound I love most in this world.
The olive oil in my kitchen is from a Greek import shop in Tampa that sources from Kalamata. It is expensive. It is worth it. I use it on everything — salads, fish, bread, vegetables, the edge of a pot of soup — because olive oil is not a condiment in this family, it is a philosophy. Use it generously. Use it without apology. Use it the way you use love: poured freely, never measured, always more than you think you need.
I have been making things with phyllo my whole life — spanakopita, tiropita, little triangles of anything savory wrapped in paper-thin dough — because phyllo is the one ingredient that tells people you showed up with intention. The buyers at the open house ate my spanakopita and made an offer, and I do not think that is a coincidence. When the week finally slowed down and we sat at that kitchen table over imam bayildi, I found myself already thinking about what I would bring to the next showing, and the answer was always going to involve phyllo. These brie cups are faster than spanakopita, elegant enough for a listing, and generous enough for a kitchen table — which means they fit every occasion I care about.
Brie Phyllo Cups
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 12 min | Total Time: 27 min | Servings: 15 cups
Ingredients
- 1 package (1.9 oz) mini phyllo pastry shells (15 shells)
- 4 oz brie cheese, rind removed, cut into small cubes
- 3 tablespoons fig jam or apricot preserves
- 2 tablespoons chopped walnuts or pecans
- 1 tablespoon fresh thyme leaves (or 1/2 teaspoon dried)
- 1 teaspoon honey, for drizzling
- Pinch of flaky sea salt
Instructions
- Preheat oven. Heat your oven to 375°F. Arrange the frozen phyllo shells on an ungreased baking sheet — no need to thaw them first.
- Fill the shells. Place a small cube of brie (about 1/2 teaspoon) into each phyllo cup. Top each with 1/2 teaspoon of fig jam or apricot preserves.
- Add toppings. Sprinkle the chopped walnuts evenly over the filled cups, then scatter the fresh thyme leaves on top.
- Bake. Bake for 10 to 12 minutes, until the phyllo shells are deep golden and the brie is fully melted and bubbling at the edges.
- Finish and serve. Remove from the oven and immediately drizzle with honey and a pinch of flaky sea salt. Serve warm — these are best straight from the pan.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 68 | Protein: 2g | Fat: 4g | Carbs: 6g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 95mg