After a certain point, everything I write starts to sound the same: we cooked a big meal, it was delicious, and we all love each other soooo much. Well, it's true. But boring.
Tag: onions
Kabab Cafe, for old time’s sake
Live tagine report
Hold on to your seats. I just put that Moroccan-French (it's Le Creuset) bad boy on the stove, and rather than reading more Ali G jokes and ruining my diction, I will now proceed to list the sketchy non-fresh things I put in my tajine, in a desperate bid for supper: