I dream of Genie…
How I wish I had a trip to a wonderful far away place! Part of my love for food is that in a way, you can travel through the food. This might be in creating dishes from other countries you’ve yet to visit, or recreating memories of places you have been! Both are equally great!
I discovered a picture of a pot called a couscoussier here A rather fab contraption (that showed up on a rather random search.) It got me thinking of wonderful destinations where the pavements and markets might be laden with big steaming pots filled to the brim with piles of fluffy grains & spiced vegetables. I began to dream of the scent in the air.
I began to dream of Arabian nights…
