"Α υτό που δεν με σκοτώνει με κάνει πιο δυνατό "
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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Duncan Fearnly Magnum
Tuesday 1 February 2011
Tuesday 1st of February 2011
Τρίτη a Φεβρουαρίου 2011
Şubat 2011Salı
1de Fevereiro 2011
DIA___ ___IMATGE OF "Acolorit" (Il.listració: Enric)
" المقروط
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dedicated the kitchen
Pied-noir " Algerian (and published in 1989 by publisher Orion 93). There, between a "Cod-style Algiers" and "Assa Mulay Bouillabaisse" I have found the recipe for Maqrut, a sweet, too many years ago, I liked specially during my forays Paris had a rather idealized and experienced as it was fantastic (even for a guy with so little money in their pockets and a mastery of the language, let's say, so little accurate as mine) ... I was then a young man with a pint peculiar and deeply in love of Arab culture in all its breadth. A guy who moved the big city to hunt for experiences with arabizante

Barbès, that world seemed to me, and not only cosmopolitan but truly boundless in their variety, cultural richness, from literary to dine ... So, I was totally in love with

And you went to certain parts confectioners slums of Paris to sample, at a price more than suspect, given birth by skilled specialties still drank from the country and will report gift that they brought good taste own in the bottom of bags rather dark and empty ... emigrant suitcase up because nothing is ... from Morocco, from Tunisia or Algeria ... flavors of orange and sesame, ghee and honey infinitely sweeter than ever tasted ... and went, why should we deny it, hungry like a stray dog \u200b\u200band the bone wet ... the room on the rue St. Antoine left much to be desired ... and arrived at the window decorated with dried grease spots of rain and the accumulated salivera emnte fixed, almost giddy to imagine the sensations that my taste and longing (after a drunken night screaming, of indecipherable jargon and sentences that you invade nosequé when loneliness is so yours and you're so far from home ... and well, and Hamid Ahmed, or Safy, Muhammad Aziz or Zuhir or greeted me with a! Ahlan! while the fumes of freshly baked bread were scattered about the room properly swept and scrubbed and bad, thick velvet drapes at its best ... so that hunger, that irreducible as the Frenchman, and purr in my heart, reflecting the saddest of expressions request in my eyes, uninhibited nature somewhat shy that sometimes I lose to induce a difficult, almost dramatic operation choosing one, and only one of those candies scattered on the glass counter old and cracked .. .
"Zlabiyas" and cakes, toasted sesame seeds or sliced \u200b\u200balmonds ... and Maqrut
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- 250 g wheat semolina fine grain (or flour)
- 250 gr semolina coarse wheat
- 100 gr melted butter - 4 tablespoons sugar - 200 gr of pasta date

- 1 teaspoon Cloves
- Olive oil for frying
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التحضير
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Peparación ___
1 / Boneless dates and itch until a smooth paste
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2 / will prepare a syrup with sugar, water, lemon juice and a tablespoon of orange blossom water to incorporate after turning off the fire.
3 / can in a bowl of grits, butter, orange blossom water and mix it repeatedly until it forms a dough. Season to taste with freshly ground cloves and cinnamon.

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Once formed the dough should be smooth and creamy, soft and manageable, let stand for half an hour and covered with a dry cloth.





Fry in plenty of very hot olive oil until golden.



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