Cooking in Morocco 2: Teaching the Teachers

As anyone who's ever stood in front of a classroom can tell you, you learn a lot as a teacher. Our cooking class was no exception.

We started out with some general prep. Three of us washed chicken pieces by using lots of salt under the skin to remove the connective tissue and mucous.

Nico managed to get out of this job (there was only so much space at the small sinks), so they jokingly decided to "punish" him by assigning him a tedious job next: peeling all the garlic cloves. Instead of being dismayed, he started grinning and asked for a metal bowl with a metal lid. After a few questioning looks, they dug in the cupboards, dubiously handed him what he asked for, and then gathered around.

Nico put all the garlic in the dish, covered it with the metal lid, and shook like mad! He took the lid off to a pile of peeled garlic and a round of applause. For people who peel a ton of garlic cloves on a daily basis, this was a wonderful discovery! They delightedly proceeded to try it out for themselves. Nico certainly earned his honorary title they used for the rest of the day: 'Chef'.

Round of applause for 'The Chef'

They found more garlic cloves so everyone could join in on the garlic-peeling fun

Normally, fun things have disclaimers like "Don't try this at home" but we're willing to make an exception in this case. Here's the YouTube video where Nico first saw this trick so you can absolutely try this at home!

Cooking in Morocco 1: The Market

While we were in Morocco, we took a cooking class from the woman who ran our riad. She let us pick our favorite meals and then guided us from buying ingredients to final presentation of the dish. It's way too much for a single post, so I'll break it into a couple of pieces (with a recipe or two at the end!).

Our cooking class started out with a trip to the market to buy all the ingredients for our meal. I couldn't read our shopping list, but luckily our guide had no problems!

First stop: chicken!

We expected to pick up a butchered chicken. We were very wrong...

They reached down and grabbed a live chicken. He looks so peaceful on the scale... 

Then they broke the chicken's neck and butchered him while we waited. A few minutes later, he handed us a package of chicken that looked like it could have come from any supermarket. It doesn't get any fresher than that!

Lots of stray cats. No stray dogs. Muhammad said something like "a love of cats is an aspect of faith" with a particular story about him cutting off the sleeve of his prayer robe rather than disturb his favorite sleeping cat. Needless to say, we saw lots of stray cats fighting over the entrails of the chickens. 

Another stray cat in a different market area. He saw me taking a picture and came over to say hello :)

Only dog that we saw at the market...

 Back to the ingredients for the recipes...

Fresh olives - good for recipes, if they last beyond snacking :)

We bought some beef for kefta (little meatball tagine). The guy grinds it up for you and even adds the onions, herbs, and spices!

 Speaking of spices: Look at all the saffron! Everything was incredibly cheap, too.

Lots of fresh vegetables in every dish. One of my favorites is the aubergine (eggplant) salad!

Who needs standardized weights and measures? Let's just use a ball of rubber bands, some metal weights, and some scraps of veggies... Although it's hard to complain when food was so cheap.

With all the ingredients for our meal purchased, it was time to head back to the riad and get our hands dirty!

Stay tuned for Cooking in Morocco Part 2: Teaching the teachers!