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have knives will travel: May 2009

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Have knives will travel. Monday, May 18, 2009. Pouring the tea and crossing the eyes. He's looking away to hide his crossed eyes. Great" I says to myself "nothin better for the old gastrointestinal tract than tepid Moroccan tap water." I could have said this aloud with a smile and everyone would have just nodded and smiled back in agreement. Is he checking me out? What does he want from me? Maybe I need to get mysemf a Fatima's hand to ward off that evil eye. Or a recipe for crossed eyes). Look at Imlil ...

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have knives will travel: March 2009

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Have knives will travel. Sunday, March 29, 2009. Marrakech: des premiere impressions du maroc. Sticky dried fruit sun = flies. I think he is meant to be an entertainer of somesort at Djemaa el Fnaa. Obviously he's not that entertaining until you add some witty text. That's the top of the minaret of the big mosque in Marrakech. Yep that's it. So you put the meat on the skewer like so. No YOUR hat looks silly! These cakes are unreal. Deep fried and soaked in honey and sesame seeds. Sugar with your mint tea?

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have knives will travel: fish flop

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Have knives will travel. Thursday, May 7, 2009. What does the fish remind you of? What do other fish remind you of? Joseph Heller, Catch-22. Maybe wearing flip flops to the fish market in Essaouira. Wasn't such a good idea after all. The fishy seawater covering the tile floor comes halfway up the soles of my stylish footwear and inevitably creeps up and over the sides, creating a slimy paste between skin and rubber. Products is the fish souk. At the southern end tables are covered in dorade, rouget, St P...

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have knives will travel: pouring the tea and crossing the eyes

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Have knives will travel. Monday, May 18, 2009. Pouring the tea and crossing the eyes. He's looking away to hide his crossed eyes. Great" I says to myself "nothin better for the old gastrointestinal tract than tepid Moroccan tap water." I could have said this aloud with a smile and everyone would have just nodded and smiled back in agreement. Is he checking me out? What does he want from me? Maybe I need to get mysemf a Fatima's hand to ward off that evil eye. Or a recipe for crossed eyes). Look at Imlil ...

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have knives will travel: April 2009

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Have knives will travel. Thursday, April 9, 2009. Les velos du maroc. Now I know you've all been on the edge of your seat wondering what the bikes in Morocco look like, so without any further adieu. Posted by Vagabond Gourmand. Links to this post. Par la porte vers le Maroc. And behind door #2.". Posted by Vagabond Gourmand. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Les velos du maroc. Par la porte vers le Maroc. BUTTER ON THE ENDIVE. Urban Diner Vancouver Restaurant Scene Magazine.

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have knives will travel: November 2008

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Have knives will travel. Friday, November 28, 2008. 8220;Chok dii” she toasts, her smile reveals sparse jaundiced blotches behind the red stain of betel nut. 8220;Bugk, bugk, bugk…bgaaagk! Madame Fuang chops away at stalks of lemongrass, as a pot of water simmers away. My inhibitions waft away as she tosses the aromatics into the pot and a fragrant steam hits my face. The chicken is broken down into about a dozen pieces and thrown into the broth, entrails and all. Posted by Vagabond Gourmand. BUTTER ON T...

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have knives will travel: June 2009

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Have knives will travel. Wednesday, June 24, 2009. Djemma el fnaa: a vegetarian's dilemma. The call of maghreb sears the air from the minaret of koutoubia which towers at seventy metres behind djemma el fnaa. It is dusk. Henna artists are scattered through the square like checkers. From the top of the minaret it must look as if the place is burning. Kerosene lights blaze behind white smoke. At the front of the square are six carts with big copper urns full of a sugary spiced tea and plates of. Smack dab ...

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have knives will travel: where the sahara slips into the sea

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Have knives will travel. Friday, June 12, 2009. Where the sahara slips into the sea. The man with the shaved head covered in a white skull cap is the euctioneer at the fish market. He has a voice like a Harley Davidson and skin like the black leather interior of a brand new Mercedes Benz. His baritone voice revs when he calls out the numbers "AAASHREEEN! The fish market is in the port at the end of the pier and surrounded by sand dunes and concrete pylons. Upside down fishing boats are scattered abou...

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have knives will travel: les velos du maroc

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Have knives will travel. Thursday, April 9, 2009. Les velos du maroc. Now I know you've all been on the edge of your seat wondering what the bikes in Morocco look like, so without any further adieu. Posted by Vagabond Gourmand. May 7, 2009 at 9:23 PM. May 8, 2009 at 2:49 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Les velos du maroc. Par la porte vers le Maroc. BUTTER ON THE ENDIVE. Urban Diner Vancouver Restaurant Scene Magazine. I Feel Sick To My Stomach. In the Early Cretaceous.