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Monthly Archives: April 2011
A brisk ride to my favorite cathedral, St. John Divine…
My second year to the annual Blessings of the Bikes…
Greeted with a basket of chocolate croissants…
Hooked up with my dear friend, Pippa…
Blessed with holy water to keep me safe on the streets of NYC…
A great breakfast at an adorable diner in the Morningside Heights area…
Off to the New Amsterdam Bike show…
LIFE is GREAT!
Steaming snails…made “on the spot” egg salad…calamari…fresh squeezed orange juice…incredible salads…(I’m getting hungry…)
I read that someone described dinner in the Djemma el-Fna square as the ultimate dinner theatre. Oh, how true!
A massive explosion ripped through a cafe in Djemma el-Fna square in Marrakech this week killing 15 people and wounding 20 in what the government called a criminal act. The worst in eight years…
The Djemma el-Fna square in Marrakech is full of activity day and night and sitting in a cafe is where you take it all in. THE main attraction.
Full of snake charmers, story tellers, water sellers, healers and who knows what else. Everyone attracts an audience, especially the Moroccans. In the evening, it gets even busier with workers setting up their food stalls in anticipation of the huge crowds of locals and tourists coming for dinner. It has to be the world’s largest open air restaurant.
Sharing a few of those scenes as we took it all in…It’s hard to believe that two months ago we were sitting in a cafe enjoying another adventurous day in Morocco just like those unfortunate ones this week. My heart goes out to the people and their families…
West 87th Street
Would you like a loaf of sugar with your tea?
If I’d stay much longer in Morocco, I would’ve returned with rotten teeth. Swear.
Let’s start with a few points of interest. Morocco is one of the biggest tea importers of the world, it’s a very important part of the culture, and unlike everything else the women take care of, the tea ritual is traditionally a man’s affair. Refuse it and it’s considered impolite. No worries here as I could drink it all day, thus the rotten teeth I would have if I did.
There’s a Moroccan tradition to give a loaf of sugar as gifts to mark family events, the birth of a baby or the passing of a family member. (Heather – we promise! You’re not getting a loaf from us for your wedding!)
Pouring is an art form, the teapot is held high in the air and poured back in the pot multiple times to make sure the sugar is distributed properly. It’s a showy feat and one that takes lots of practice. Right Suzan?
It all starts with a little mint purchase from the local market…
Of course, the woman has to heat the water…
Add a little tea, a little mint and a hell of a lot of sugar…and pour!
How often are we so enamored with the flower that we fail to recognize the beauty of the remainder of the plant? Kinda what happens in life at times, don’t ya think?
It’s been a beauty of a week here on my parent’s farm…and I’ll leave you with a couple of images.
Don’t we hear this all the time? But at 85 my dad truly amazes me. (p.s. you amaze me too mom, but we won’t talk about that number!)