Year: 2010

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Baba Ghannouj without Tahini, just my fave version! And it has character!

This is by far my favorite Lebanese-Syrian salad/mezze. It’s so healthy and tasty, especially with fresh warm pita bread. Actually, this is the 2nd recipe

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One of the fastest and tastiest banana tarts!

This is one of these lazy days where the word “leftovers” rule! Oh, and that ripe banana in my kitchen… Top 20 min is separating

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Maamouls aux dattes

Les Maamouls sont des biscuits à base de pâte de semoule, farcies avec un mélange de dattes et de noix ou de pistaches. Vous les

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Chocolate Covered Marshmallow Cookies

Du côté de mon mari, ces biscuits au marshmallow sont une tradition! Ils lui rappellent son enfance, de mon côté, ça ne me disait rien

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Poulet rôti au vermicelle de chine et une leçon de nettoyage de volaille (brining)..

Dans notre famille (mais aussi chez plusieurs familles marocaines), le nettoyage du poulet passe par des étapes avant d’atterrir dans le réfrigérateur et après dans

Poultry and birds, Starters, Salads and kemia

Authentic Moroccan Pigeons Bastilla (Pastilla or b’steela) – Our family recipe

Pigeons bastilla/Pastilla/B’steela is a dish that was born in the Palaces of Fez, a few centuries ago, which makes of it a pure Fassi dish.

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Chicken tikka masala

Chicken Tikka Masala on a bed of Basmati rice with Saffron and lemon Ok..DO NOT FREAK OUT.. do not be intimidated by the number of

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My husband’s all-time favourite baked rice pudding with vanilla ice-cream and passion fruit

I think if my husband was given the choice, he would have asked for this rice pudding every day! Which is by the way not

Snacks and nibbles, Starters, Salads and kemia

Things to do with puff pastry: It wraps your leftovers..

There are days when I just feel like doing nothing, but I still have to cook for hubby. Annnd yes it happens that we call

Fish and seafood, Starters, Salads and kemia

My dad’s grilled Moroccan sardines kefta/kofta

I learned to live with the idea that my wonderful father is no longer in this world, I always have him in my thoughts, every

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