When I’m asked to bring dessert to a festive meal, I can go back and forth for days trying to decide what to make. On the one hand, it’s a moment to impress—and as someone who works in this world, I know people are waiting to see what I bring. On the other hand, expectations and I don’t get along very well, and the last thing I want is to spend hours in the kitchen assembling a dessert with ten layers. Yes, even if that’s what everyone assumes will happen.
It’s not just that I don’t connect to multi-layered desserts in terms of taste—I’m also not drawn to anything that looks overly dressed up. And mostly, I can’t deal with a sink full of dishes at the end. Add to that my inability to focus on one thing for more than half an hour, and you’ve got my entire philosophy about food, especially dessert.
So how do I choose what to make? Two things matter to me. First, the flavor and how it fits the meal. I would never serve a heavy dessert after a multi-course meal (Shavuot is the one exception—there must be cheesecake). And I wouldn’t bring tiramisu to an Asian meal. The second is how the dessert looks—how to make people feel something without spending ten hours decorating. That’s just not me.
And what does all of this have to do with malabi?
Every year, my extended family gathers to celebrate my dad’s birthday—and another relative’s—in Park HaYarkon in Tel Aviv. Between us, it’s also just a good excuse to meet at the one time of year when the weather is exactly right. It’s the kind of gathering we all look forward to.
And me? I’m in charge of dessert, of course.
Because it’s an outdoor event, with a lot of food, and quite a few people who keep kosher, I knew I needed something light, not too rich, dairy-free—and still something that would feel a little special, even without gold dust or amarena cherries.
That’s how I landed on this vegan coconut malabi.
It’s one of those desserts that’s light, nostalgic, and very easy to make—and between us, it’s also kind on the number of dishes waiting in the sink.
It travels well, can be made a few days ahead, and somehow always feels just right.


