While in Berrechid, I met Rekaya: She’s from Tafraoute and she told me that her hometown was the very best place in Morocco. She googled Tafraoute on her phone and showed me the image results: golden mountains, palm trees, huge blue boulders. She didn’t know why someone had coated those big rocks in paint, but she smiled and shrugged and said that she did know that the people in Tafraoute were nice, and that it was a beautiful place. I […]
N. (a teacher at the school where I was volunteering) told us that she wanted to make _________ soup (she said the name in Arabic, so I didn’t understand and promptly forgot it). I like helping with food preparation, especially when part of the prep involves grocery shopping. So some of the other volunteers and I followed N. like a gaggle of eager ducklings to the corner store. And then we (ok, mostly the rest of them) got to work: […]
M. wanted to make a tagine for us. I wanted to help (and eat). Click on the first photo to open the slideshow with captions: * A couple of months later, while trying to help out in the kitchen at an eco-lodge in Tafedna, Morocco, I opened up my laptop on the kitchen counter and tried to follow my “recipe”. I got as far as the onions. And ruined them. Yes, the ONIONS. Ugh. Threw the mess in the trash […]
[Please don’t open this post if you have issues with looking at where meat comes from. Really. I warned you.] While volunteering in Berrechid, Morocco I met David and Austin, who had been there a while and knew M. and S. They all asked if I wanted to tag along on a car ride to somewhere to maybe eat something. Yep, sure did. More food fun HERE.