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Moroccan-born Nisrine Merzouki shares recipes from her childhood, travels and more.
I've always discouraged friends to go to Marrakesh in the summer yet I did. It was hot, a furnace of dry heat. The kind of heat that strips you of your energy and makes you think of Siberia as paradise on earth. Besides a few trips to the pool, I mos (read full article)
It is true that its altstadt is considered the longest bar in the world and its beers are some of the finest.It is true that people were drinking ginormous mugs of beer glistening like gold in the early morning sun for breakfast.But it is more, much (read full article)
I had heard of the wonders of the German kartoffel but didn't think it tasted better than any other. It did. It was smaller and more yellow. It was young and less starchy. It was new potato, harvested early while its skin is still thin and its size s (read full article)
Breakfast can't get any better than this.I called mine a German breakfast. It was in Germany. But it could have been anywhere.Yes a breakfast of orchard apricots, backyard red currants under the shade of a pregnant cherry tree can't get any better.It (read full article)
It was my first visit to Germany to stay with my cousin Charaf, a brilliant former belly dance and ballet instructor and his wonderful wife, Sylvia, in their late 1800's fach werk outside Hannover in a village called Uetze.I was picked up from the Ha (read full article)
After a much enjoyed trip to Germany, I am now in Marrakesh spending time with family, enjoying slow-paced moments, and taking a short break from cooking but certainly not from enjoying wonderful food and company.While I am taking time away to savor (read full article)
I have saved the best for last. With everything New England has to offer, I have strayed a bit, focusing on the many aspects of its beauty but leaving out what this blog is all about, what I am all about, what we are all about: Food.While there, I ha (read full article)
The theme of this post as well as our whole vacation in Newport revolved around water, wind and sun. Our two-hour walk along the Cliff Walk was orchestrated by a symphony of crashing waves, cooling breeze and hot midday sun interrupted only by the oc (read full article)
We were lucky this year to be in Newport just in time for the Rosecliff Flower Show. This meant two significant things to me: I would be able to see the amazing floral arrangements throughout the mansion, and most importantly I would be allowed to ta (read full article)
This is what my weekend was made of...Quiet strolls on the quaint streets of Historic Cocoa VillageA bit of antiquing Shopping for and philosophizing about shoes And meatloaf making for a simple Sunday night dinner This is an old meatloaf recipe that (read full article)
Pretty Picture. That's all.Oh andPretty pictures here too. (read full article)
Luxuriant even though surrounded by endless arid deserts. Marrakesh, The Bride of the South, is clad in every shade of green: soft and quiet greens, angry and envious greens, vibrant and powerful greens, as well as many many more.Proud GreensLush Gre (read full article)
I was looking through some old pictures of Morocco when I came across this one. Every time I walk by this tagine shop in the medina of Marrakesh I have the impression that the tagines are about to tumble down and land on my feet. I instinctively take (read full article)
The pictures of St. Martin just had to be in their own entry. I didn’t want to squeeze them in my previous post. A French-speaking island means a different culture and flavor; so I decided the pictures should be separate. The ship docked in Phillip (read full article)
Yes, the dream vacation is officially over. Monday has welcomed me back to reality with a slap on the face. I tried to deny the undeniable, but the alarm clock kept reminding me of the duties ahead. It’s only healthy for a vacation to be over and t (read full article)
Last weekend was one of those very eventful and adventure-filled ones: I was in Vegas, otherwise known as Sin City. But I was a good girl—ahem, as always—and I am proud to say that I have nothing to hide and that what happened in Vegas is NOT goi (read full article)
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