<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:01:19.417-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Moroccan recipes'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='spices'/><category term='berber'/><category term='food network'/><category term='sauce tomatish'/><category term='food and drink'/><category term='cuisine'/><category term='Butch Lupinetti dies'/><category term='Mishimagyu'/><category term='real Moroccan home cooking'/><category term='help'/><category term='Kobe'/><category term='culinary'/><category term='Wagyu'/><category term='essential Moroccan  spices'/><category term='ethnic food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Morocco'/><category term='ethnic'/><category term='lamb'/><category term='nigella lawson'/><category term='the world'/><category term='Moroccan arabic'/><category term='home cooking'/><category term='tagine'/><category term='authentic'/><category term='Moroccan cuisine'/><category term='Mishima beef'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='India'/><title type='text'>The Authentic Ethnic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-3820260750214784987</id><published>2011-10-13T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:55:49.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Email Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I received an email through here asking for recipes. Somehow when moving the email was lost. Thank you for reading my blog and please resend your email for a personal reply. I am sorry that this has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-3820260750214784987?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/3820260750214784987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-email-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/3820260750214784987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/3820260750214784987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-email-again.html' title='Please Email Again'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-8098802855093695040</id><published>2011-02-08T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:40:06.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Morocco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought you might be interested to know what Morocco is really like, how she transformed me and what she truly is. This was written while I was living there in the first eighteen months. I wracked my brain to be able to describe the trueness of this land which few understand.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morocco, She Breathes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now been pondering this for eighteen months. Yes, Morocco is a 'she' and yes, she breathes. Blood courses through her veins, through her very heart which she does possess. Yet it is not the people of this land of which I speak but the very land herself. I lived it, felt it, knew it and how could that be? An actual country made of soil, stone, and clay live? Many nights I spent awake seeking the answer as to what had gotten into my own heart, system and life from this land of soil and stone, seemingly like any other. Ah, but she is not simply any other and therein lies the clues to the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an old land, rough, weather worn, holding her children in her arms. She is a mother, a friend, a lover. Hmmm, thought is not the actual answer here as logic cannot dictate her, reason cannot speak to her and love cannot avoid her. A seeming lump of rock and trees, desert and mountain makes me almost laugh to think it. She grabbed hold of me that first moment I set foot on her. She held me as does she all, she said 'yes you are home, I am home and this is where you belong. Do not fear me, though respect me. Love me and I will love you.' Oh my!! Such thought and statement regarding a place. I had already lived on two continents and yet had not heard this tender old voice speak to me before. Anyone who has spent any time with this old lady knows of what I speak. All long to go back and hear her siren song no matter where they happen to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Be good to me, love me and I will grant you a peace like no other.' Her words, heart and being resonate within me. Yes, her people wonderful, welcoming and warm but I have a feeling it was she who made them this way not the other way round, for she must surely speak more clearly and loudly to them, or perhaps not. Perhaps she speaks loudest to those newest to her; that I cannot answer. Much of this I cannot answer as it has to be felt, seen and tasted. But you can hear her, you can feel her arms about you, you do know a mother has claimed you and you do become one with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a powerful 'she' to be sure and not for the faint of heart as her grasp never lets go of a single one of her children. She grieves your leaving and wants you back and I have seen many a human being struggle and fight to get home to her. She cares not if one is Moroccan; she cares and asks only, 'do you have a heart?' Yes, I have a heart and it beats in time with hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c./ L. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-8098802855093695040?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/8098802855093695040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-morocco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/8098802855093695040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/8098802855093695040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-morocco.html' title='Back to Morocco'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-6333365563436530496</id><published>2010-11-18T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T02:42:34.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigella lawson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food and drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I always offer the following service but I have been thinking lately. Having pneumonia I have more than enough time for thinking. It is much like living in the great London fog of the last century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the holidays upon us, should anyone have a question, need a suggestion; I am here for you. I cannot always supply a recipe as they take so long to send to individuals. I am here, however, for any and all questions pertaining to food, drink, potent potables (Jeopardy! anyone?), the history of food, nutrition. OK, OK I could have simply said all of your food and drink questions but it just would not have sounded as Nigella Lawsony. Perhaps you didn't know but I WAS a Butterball Turkey Help Line girl. I spent two years saving over bronzed (yes burned) Thanksgiving turkeys and think that I saved at least one life from a man who wanted to thaw 'ol Tom outside in a plastic garbage bag.........eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can contact me right from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Holidays All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-6333365563436530496?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/6333365563436530496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/11/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/6333365563436530496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/6333365563436530496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/11/questions.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-89097109424283649</id><published>2010-10-29T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T21:34:57.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishimagyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wagyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishima beef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Jaunt to Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMueahwPCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/DKzYyF3iKJk/s1600/mishima+beef.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMueahwPCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/DKzYyF3iKJk/s200/mishima+beef.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533690745729255730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMufUnT4WmI/AAAAAAAAABs/SrNXdi7NQD8/s1600/mishima+bull.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMufUnT4WmI/AAAAAAAAABs/SrNXdi7NQD8/s200/mishima+bull.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533691743653354082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let us take a small jaunt to Japan shall we?  We deserve it after all and before the holidays is the perfect time for a trip.  This way, no lines, no waiting!  I will explain the reason for this trip in a second but you're going to need to take the hand of the person on each side of you. Whether you like them or not, grab their hands and let's go! A close of the eyes and a snap of the fingers and we are now on the island of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mishima&lt;/span&gt; Japan.  Neat trick huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have brought you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mishima&lt;/span&gt; for the beef; the finest in the world. Known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mishimagyu&lt;/span&gt; in Japan it is well known to be better than Kobe beef by miles, and it is.  Most of us outside of Japan will never taste or see this beef but today you will through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beasts live on the isolated island of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mishima&lt;/span&gt; and are Japan's only thoroughbred beef.  They feed on the lush grasslands and have no natural enemies other than man.  The calming sea breezes flow over the island where there is more than enough room to roam, feed and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mishimagyu&lt;/span&gt; is fully marbled, including the tenderloin which is never seen in the West.  This marbled richness is pure white and lends itself wonderfully to being eaten raw.  The fat, so pristine, is often fried and added to scallion or garlic fried rice.  When cooked the fat is light in flavor and texture; nearly translucent and is prized for eating.  The fat is very close to melted at room temperature and is much more healthy than the beef tallow anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beef is so succulent, unctuous and sweet that many call it 'sweet beef.'  It lends itself wonderfully to raw, briefly stir fried with sugar and soy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shabu&lt;/span&gt; (sliced thin and quickly dipped in boiling water or soup) applications.  Were we to go to a Japanese restaurant to sample this savory delicacy we'd run approximately $18,000.00 per head.  This is NOT your granny's meatball beef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet reward for having to grasp hands I'd say.  Here is an authentic Japanese recipe for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mishimagyu&lt;/span&gt; using our beef tenderloin.  Even better if you can get your hands on some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wagyu&lt;/span&gt; beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mishimagyu&lt;/span&gt; Tenderloin Sweet Stir Fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pound beef tenderloin, cut into 1" cubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons flavorless oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 scallions, finely minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 clove garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup stock (chicken or beef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat a large frying pan or wok over medium high heat and add oil.  Ass the beef cubes and saute the beef while stirring it occasionally 4 minutes.  Add scallions and garlic and fry for 2 minutes with the beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add into the beef the stock, soy and sugar.  Continue to fry and stir until the liquids have reduced to a glistening gem of a sauce; approximately 5 minutes.  You may want to adjust the salt by adding salt or more soy and you may want to add pepper though for this dish in Japan, pepper would not be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with rice.  You could serve this with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;udon&lt;/span&gt; noodles but again, rice would be the Japanese option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please buckle up for landing into a wonderful authentic taste sensation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-89097109424283649?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/89097109424283649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/10/jaunt-to-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/89097109424283649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/89097109424283649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/10/jaunt-to-japan.html' title='Jaunt to Japan'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMueahwPCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/DKzYyF3iKJk/s72-c/mishima+beef.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-7666397358034409508</id><published>2010-10-21T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:51:18.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real Moroccan home cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essential Moroccan  spices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan arabic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethnic food'/><title type='text'>My Morocco for Foodies Issue I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMD7my4oUZI/AAAAAAAAABU/jXTS-Vh02wA/s1600/Moroccan+Turmeric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMD7my4oUZI/AAAAAAAAABU/jXTS-Vh02wA/s200/Moroccan+Turmeric.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530696986323866002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Morocco for Foodies Issue I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies friends for taking so long in getting this column started; but here I am.  Before I go too far I would like to caution that this is my own personal take on the foods and dishes from the Oujda to Nador areas of Morocco; basically the northeast and a bit beyond.  While regional dishes and spicing is to be found, just as much does not vary; such as the 7 Essential Spices in *every* Moroccan kitchen.  Oujda for example uses very little to no cinnamon in savory dishes yet sells some of the finest cinnamon to be found anywhere.  I have yet to have a dish here in Oujda that contained the sweet warm spices save ginger.  You probably have food experiences that differ from mine here and I would be most happy to post dishes from other areas which you know and make yourself or have been served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have been cooking Moroccan food for over 20 years; ever since I saw Madhur Jaffrey’s series on Morocco on PBS.  Oh, that dates me!  I found when I came here that my food was on target for Moroccan flavors and ingredients.  To date, 500 Moroccan souls have tasted my own Moroccan food and have said “this is Moroccan.”  I also have recipes from lala (the mother of my husband), Mohamed, the house maid, and a few “home cooking” restaurants which I ran home and copied!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So, let us take an epicurean tour of Moroccan food together. Whether you have been cooking Moroccan food or want to learn, I am here to help, guide, and walk you through my Morocco.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One note on Moroccan recipes from the internet.  Many, many of these recipes are from Morocco’s restaurant chefs and bear little resemblance to home cooking.  These are most usually large hotel international style or chain hotels.  Also, beware of *any* recipe called Moroccan *style*, it is just not Moroccan!!  I cannot stress this enough!  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 Essential Seasonings for Every Kitchen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PAPRIKA:  This is a must!  It must be a very deep yet very bright red sweet paprika.  You will pay for this as the closest approximation for those outside of Morocco would be a good Spanish or Hungarian variety usually found in the international foods section of good supermarkets.  I am completely addicted to the paprika here and it is used in many to most dishes!  Never in my life nor anywhere in the world have I tasted a paprika with so much vibrant flavor!  If you can only find the stuff in a jar that is not imported and turns brown quickly, I might skip it.  It just is not worth the loss of flavor and color to use bad paprika.  It isn’t only used to decorate potato salad and deviled eggs here! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUND GINGER:  Used surprisingly enough in many to most dishes again in varying quantities.  Also again, this must be high quality fragrant and fairly strong ground ginger.  An Indian ground ginger could be a suitable replacement and perhaps Chinese as well.  While fresh ginger is called for in Moroccan style recipes; someone decided that “fresh MUST be better!”  Wrong answer!!  In Moroccan homes and restaurants I have yet to see any fresh ginger!  Pungent is what you are looking for with the color, if possible, of very golden sand.  I have discovered the delights of cooking with ginger now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUND BLACK PEPPER:  Again of the highest quality available to you.  None of that old, dry, powdery pepper that is most likely laced with saw dust!!  If you grind your own you want a medium fine pepper.  The first time that I smelled Moroccan black pepper, during Mohamed’s “name that spice” test, I actually thought that it was sage!  The smell and flavor are unrivaled.  It packs a bit of heat to quite a lot of heat depending on how much you use.  Most recipes call for a teaspoon or more!  I also use it by the pinch when I am cooking foods of other countries for wonderful flavor and scent without the heat.  This is used for heat here more than any other type of pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURMERIC:  Here you may be stumped for finding good turmeric.  Here it is finely ground to powder, the color of autumn gold and actually has flavor!  It is *not* used in Morocco to color food but to give flavor.  All Moroccan houses keep a box of “coleur synthetique digestive” to color foods.  98 little paper packets of an orange powder that colors foods quite golden.  All I can say is that you must find turmeric that has flavor and a lovely aroma!  There is also a turmeric/saffron blend that most use at home.  More on saffron in a bit.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUMIN:  Yes, very essential though rarely used in quantity.  I have tasted very few foods where I could actually clearly taste the cumin.  There are a few dishes which call for quite a fair bit of this spice though usually it is a very background flavor.  Get your hands on the most fragrant cumin you can find and Mexican could be your best bet.  While vast amounts are not usually used it is most definitely an essential!  I can smell mine *through* the container every time I am in the kitchen, mmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAFFRON:  Remarkably not used every day or even most days.  All of the Moroccan households and people whom I know, when using saffron, use either the turmeric/saffron blend or ground saffron.  The ground saffron can actually be mistaken for turmeric in color and flavor!   If one lives in or near the mountains where the crocus that provides the stamens for saffron is grown, then you will see more “thread” saffron used.  Saffron is mainly used for “guest food” though does make an appearance occasionally in daily home cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKING SALT: (Grey and unrefined)  Here how I WISH that all of you could taste Moroccan salt!!  The flavor is like no other I have tasted!  While Morocco has  fine table salt, which Mohamed prefers, I *always* use the cooking salt for dishes and for the table!  It is course but like sand and one cannot see through it, it has almost a grayish cast.  Please dear cooks do not use rock salt as a substitute!  Kosher flaked cooking salt is as near as you will be able to come to Moroccan cooking salt; for this cook, it simply cannot be replaced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Due to the length of this first column I am not including a recipe this time.  The next column will have recipes using these essential flavorings.  Also, it must be said that while these are the essentials and great Moroccan food is made using them, there are a few others which are fresh and only used fresh, *never* dried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the following short list as Moroccan home food is simple and delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemons/Vinegar:  They are equally substituted for each other unless of course making “lemon something.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Flat Leaf Parsley:  Again, a finer flavor than I have found in any of my travels about the Mediterranean!  If purchased in quantity this will keep for at least 2-3 weeks in a white translucent plastic bag, rolled up and placed in the coldest part of your fridge or freezer door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Coriander/Cilantro:  I have never seen fresh coriander such as this.  It contains the tiny white flowers as well as the top fronds and is fragrant enough that I know when it is in the house!  Store the same as for the parsley and save your stems from both in the freezer for throwing into dishes and soups tied in a bundle.  Great flavor in those stems!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garlic:  Fresh garlic is a must, must!  Here, at this time of year the garlic is shades of purple and pink with fat juicy sweet cloves.  Do not be tempted to use dried garlic of any type; I may find out!  Also keep away from chopped fresh garlic in jars!  It has a taste and smell like garlic “gone off!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I hope that you have enjoyed our little jaunt through the essential Moroccan kitchen, perhaps have learned a bit, but above all enjoyed yourself!  Please DO keep in mind that this is my Moroccan kitchen from what I have seen and know in my own area of Morocco.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.\2005 L Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-7666397358034409508?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/7666397358034409508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-morocco-for-foodies-issue-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7666397358034409508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7666397358034409508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-morocco-for-foodies-issue-i.html' title='My Morocco for Foodies Issue I'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/TMD7my4oUZI/AAAAAAAAABU/jXTS-Vh02wA/s72-c/Moroccan+Turmeric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-7129213394728052148</id><published>2010-09-01T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T00:12:42.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes, I know that I did not get my pet peeves in on time BUT..............Sunday was my birthday and the beginning of what is turning out to be a 5+ day heatwave.  It is beastly hot here with absolutely horrid air quality.  It is 3am and my kitchen is the coolest room at the moment so I thought I'd sit here and bang about the keyboard for a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CULINARY PET PEEVES...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one has GOT to be carmel. There is another A in the word for that soft, splodgy, gooey wonderful stuff.  It is caramel and my spell check immediately underlines carmel when not written with a capital C.  Carmel is a place, carAmel is what we eat.  Yes, it bugs me that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running a close second is confectionate sugar.  Ooh my eye is twitching ever so slightly at the moment.  It can be confectioner's sugar, powdered sugar, icing sugar and I will even go so far as to accept what everyone called it when I was a child; 10x sugar but there is NO such item as confectionate sugar. See? There pops up the red underline yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of people who have asked me, when I have been discussing Moroccan, Italian and Greek food...........how do you grate a tomato?  How do you grate a tomato?  You're seriously asking me this and you want to make ethnic food and/or have ever cooked in your life?  The same way you'd grate an onion or carrot.  Then I get, ''well I will just chop it."  If I wanted you to chop it I would have said chop it.  There is a reason for why things are done in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I added (fill in the blank of anything that does not belong in a dish and/or region's food) to spice it up.  If it was supposed to have been spiced up, I would have again said so.  People have such preconceived wrong ideas regarding ethnic food that they seem to think they know better than a dish that has been successfully feeding people for sometimes thousands of years.  If you want authenticity you're in the right place.  If you want internet and television pap that says you can add, subtract and substitute at will then I am dearly sorry but you are in the most wrong place that you could ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least I am real and honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-7129213394728052148?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/7129213394728052148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7129213394728052148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7129213394728052148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-1122570492507276766</id><published>2010-08-25T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:05:47.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butch Lupinetti dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan recipes'/><title type='text'>Away longer than I thought and a death in the culinary world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I have been away longer than I thought. Okay, so I dumped my fiance, had a few surgeries and my big toe amputated. Onward and upward now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexander “Butch” Lupinetti passed away unexpectedly August 10, 2010 while on vacation with his family in Italy. Going to Italy had been a dream of his that he finally made time for. He was 69 and a personality larger than life. You either loved Butch or........didn't but you'd never forget him. He had a passion for life and BBQ. He won many many awards, loved to play the country bumpkin and was on Throw Down with Bobby Flay and a Throw Down Rematch with Bobby, Delilah Winder, et al. Butch will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Pet Peeves will begin this Friday August 27, 2010. I have so very many culinary pet peeves that I decided this is the perfect forum for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-1122570492507276766?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/1122570492507276766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/08/away-longer-than-i-thought-and-death-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/1122570492507276766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/1122570492507276766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2010/08/away-longer-than-i-thought-and-death-in.html' title='Away longer than I thought and a death in the culinary world'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-1395702720039766170</id><published>2009-08-26T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:53:07.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My apologies folks.  I am nursing broken bones and I am simply not finding the motivation at the moment to blog.  I do, however, plan a new entry before Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is my birthday and I will be away for that weekend.  So, I will get something up for you by Friday night, August 28th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your continued patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-1395702720039766170?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/1395702720039766170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/1395702720039766170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/1395702720039766170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-7375905348549802135</id><published>2009-08-01T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:52:57.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morocco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sauce tomatish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan arabic'/><title type='text'>Going Away Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUpAWqo_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/43z1N5ddoF8/s1600-h/sauce+tomatish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUpAWqo_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/43z1N5ddoF8/s200/sauce+tomatish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365239617142980450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I am going away for the next week and have been quite busy trying to get through each day with some badly shattered foot bones and a surgery that did not successfully fuse said bones.  Another surgery is on it's way in a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will leave you with a recipe and a bit about the recipe. It is the ubiquitous Moroccan sauce tomatish found on every table for lunch and dinner as a truly special condiment. This is not a cooking sauce as one follower of my column discovered. Jan down under if you're out there, you rock lady!  Her dad, before he passed,  found this to be the best thing ever with his lamb. Patrick, I shall never forget you kind Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe and information is reprinted from one of my first couple of columns written while living in Morocco. I was in Oujda when I wrote this particular column.  Some has been omitted as it was just unnecessary verbiage for this time. Mohamed mentioned within was a friend of mine who actually sparked me to move to Morocco as it had always been a dream of mine. I tried out many recipes on him and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAUCE TOMATISH (tomato sauce), though not just *any* tomato sauce but the ones used here in Morocco and trust me, it is ubiquitious!  You will go to no restaurant whether big and fancy or a little home cooking hole in the wall without receiving your sauce tomatish. It is also made at home betweeen 2-5 times a week if not more in my house.  In fact, yesterday I made one version for macaroni and much later on, another version to go with our main meal.  The stuff is habit forming and has become a comfort food for this humble cook.  It is sort of like mac &amp;amp; cheese is for me; I will even scoff bad sauce tomatish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need to be sure and use tomato concentrate/paste which we purchase in large to huge cans here as your base.  All of the recipes are based on that for two reasons.  Number one, is that this is how it is done here and I haven't yet run into a can of what we from the West call tomato sauce; which I don't think would make a great base.  Number two, it needs to have that strong vibrant tomato taste that only comes from very good tomato concentrate/paste.  So, think volume when you buy your tomato paste and if you can get one made with plum tomatoes, all the better.  A plum tomato paste will give you a close approximation of the bright red color and bold fresh taste of those available in Morocco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please though don't avoid this recipe if you need to buy "Hunt's" tomato paste, you'd be missing out on something so very Moroccan!  Please choose the *sweetest* white onions that you can find, as truly, here you can eat the onions like apples! There is no hint of yellow or yellow onion in them at all and they carry the pink/purple shades on the outside the same as the garlic does.  Also, please do use a light cooking oil or cooking oil blend containing no olive oil.  Olive oil is rarely used to cook with and is reserved mainly for dipping bread into at breakfast and occasionally with mint tea as a mid-afternoon/late evening snack.  Here, we all use a cooking oil which is a blended vegetable oil to cook with and it is sold in 2 or 5 litre jugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have done with my Moroccan cooking is cut the oil a bit.  Most Moroccan women who I know use just far far too much of the stuff.  I cut back on it without telling Mohamed and he thanked me stating that as one of the main reasons that I am a better Moroccan cook than his mother! Mohamed and I *always* fight over the sauce tomatish and last time we went out to eat I slapped his hand with a piece of bread.  That was the night that he laughingly began to ask for 2 bowls when we eat out! As well as Miloud and other friends.  We know enough to make plenty at home for a meal in Morocco.  All of this column's recipes freeze very well and can be doubled, tripled,,,,,,,,,? I would suggest for now that those who are brand new to Moroccan cooking use this sauce as an accompaniment to your usual meals with nice flatbread (not pita bread) for dipping, or over pasta or rice for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth's  Wicked Sauce Tomatish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. Tomato Paste/Concentrate&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. Water, plus extra for more thinning as necessary&lt;br /&gt;2-3   Garlic Cloves - chopped finely&lt;br /&gt;1 c.   Sweet White Onion - chopped finely or 1/2 c.  grated&lt;br /&gt;2       Fresh Tomatoes - grated and set aside&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp. Fresh Flat Leaf Parsley - chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp. Fresh Coriander - chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp.    Paprika&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. Cooking Salt - or to taste&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. Fresh Black Pepper - oh go on and heap it just a bit!&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 Tbsp. Vegetable Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   In a skillet or heavy bottomed saucepan place the oil, onions, garlic, parsley, coriander, salt and pepper. *Then* turn your burner or flame to low and saute until soft and translucent with no browning at all, stirring occasionally. Add paprika and allow to blend over heat for 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   Add grated tomato, stir to blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   Turn heat up to med and add tomato paste.  Stir and blend with other ingredients for 30 seconds.  Add water and stir well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   Turn heat to med-high and bring to a bubble adding more water to reach your desired consistency.  Here is personal choice time.  Acceptable sauce tomatish can run from nearly "chicken broth" thin to as thick as canned tomato sauce and just a bit thicker.  I like mine on the thicker end of the scale though sauce tomatish is never so thick that it doesn't slide nicely from the spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply Basic Sauce Tomatish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz.   Tomato Paste&lt;br /&gt;6 oz.  Water - plus extra for thinning as necessary&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp. cooking salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all together in a suacepan. Bring to a bubble and thin as necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDITIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more than fine to "play" with your sauce tomatish and I follow one simple rule though.  If the ingredient cannot be found in Morocco or it can be but is silly, then do not add it *if* looking  for completely authentic Moroccan food.  Here is a list of things that I have added to my own sauces and I leave the amounts to you bearing in mind The Essential Kitchen guidelines such as not 1 single dominant flavor.  No mint either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Juice - small amounts or it will be the base for or a soup not sauce tomatish.&lt;br /&gt;Ginger - ground&lt;br /&gt;Pickled Small Green Chili - chopped finely or added whole&lt;br /&gt;Cumin&lt;br /&gt;Large Piece Lemon Peel&lt;br /&gt;Small Piece Cinnamon Stick - though not done in my area of Morocco, you can use it.&lt;br /&gt;More Sugar&lt;br /&gt;No Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Corriander Seed - ground, not to replace the fresh coriander&lt;br /&gt;Garlic according to taste, I don't recommend using more than 4 cloves.&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Thyme&lt;br /&gt;Chopped Green or Purple Olives - it is very worth it to buy non-pitted olives, just don't use the "Martini" type and nix  the pimento "jello" stuffed ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sauce Tomatish is sooo good that even when it is bad it is good!  As I said you will always find it served in bowls here with bread and your meal, BUT Moroccans also use this on homemade batatas frites (french fries), every sandwich stand has it on hand to pour into your hot sandwiches which we do at home and out.  Sauce Tomatish is served warm or room temperature, never bubbling hot or ice cold.  I prefer mine at room temperature to slightly warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that these 2 recipes inspire you to try mine and get creative with your sauce tomatish.  I would like to see as many people as in love with this sauce as me, Mohamed and our friends are.  I now wonder what a meal would be without it and am highly disappointed, to the point of leaving one restaurant that had run out, for another, when I can't get or make it.  Just as a by the way, Mohamed makes a mean sauce tomatish, similar to my own recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;c./23 July 2005  07.51&lt;br /&gt;Oujda Morocco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-7375905348549802135?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/7375905348549802135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-away-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7375905348549802135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/7375905348549802135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-away-recipe.html' title='Going Away Recipe'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUpAWqo_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/43z1N5ddoF8/s72-c/sauce+tomatish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-3722583180403970947</id><published>2009-07-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:38:14.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morocco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moroccan arabic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuisine'/><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUi167NKAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/73iH3nIExkg/s1600-h/Pictures+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUi167NKAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/73iH3nIExkg/s200/Pictures+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365232840827807746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUibsxwelI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tyZHqth59XM/s1600-h/Pictures+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUibsxwelI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tyZHqth59XM/s200/Pictures+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365232390353484370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, my friends, the obvious place to begin is Morocco.  Morocco was the last country in which I lived before returning to the US.  I lived in Oujda and Zaio, both in the Northeast and not very far from the Mediterranean coastline.  Oujda, a fairly big city where University Mohamed I is located.  Zaio could not be more different.  Zaio, a small town located in the Rif section of the Atlas Mountains with less mix of Arabic and Indigenous peoples; Westerners like to call Berbers.  Oujda being more Arabic.  I will explain the genesis of the word Berber in another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that preserved lemons, cinnamon and olive oil are staples in Moroccan cooking, think again.  It is a rare Moroccan who can afford the dark green briny olive oil and things such as preserved lemons and sweet warm spices are extremely regional. For preserved lemons think Marakech and the Western Sahara where refrigeration used to be, and in many cases still is, a luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd need to be staying at a tourist hotel such as The Hilton Casablanca to be fed what is known as Court Food; the old days food of the wealthy.  If you are eating there then you're not tasting the real Morocco.  The simple every day meals laid upon the tables of Moroccan households and tiny ''hole in the wall'' local's eateries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this photo is of me with a raging sinus infection and having colored my hair auburn.  I had colored my hair in England before moving to Morocco and this is of me preparing my first meal, in my first Moroccan house, wearing the first Moroccan house dress ever given to me by the mother of a friend in Oujda. This would have been 2004 near the end of April as I arrived on April 8, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was a lamb tagine cooked in a pressure cooker as all Moroccan households do nowadays. A tagine is rarely, if ever, cooked IN a tagine any longer.  There were also many side salads (slatas) and vegetables such as roasted peppers (fil fil), eggplant (braniya) cooked with cumin, the ever present bread (khoubz) as a utensil and always sauce tomatish as a condiment. Fruit, soda and bottled water are always at the table as well. All is served on communal platters and a meal is more than mere food.  It speaks to culture and where one comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in next time for a recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;c.\2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-3722583180403970947?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/3722583180403970947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/3722583180403970947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/3722583180403970947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/SnUi167NKAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/73iH3nIExkg/s72-c/Pictures+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637125744591683223.post-4563274165168436910</id><published>2009-07-26T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:38:14.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morocco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuisine'/><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/Sm0-5UqomLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/762ItJJYRzE/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/Sm0-5UqomLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/762ItJJYRzE/s200/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363011885789124786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just who am I running a site called The Authentic Ethnic?  Well, I am many things to many people.  I am a 45 year old woman currently residing in Maine.  I have, though, lived in several states, on a few continents and in a few countries such as the UK (Wales and England) and Morocco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was borne purely out of my own frustrations at seeing ''the world'' from home cooks posting recipes to five star trained and acclaimed Chefs creating foods from many countries and yet showing a major lack of even the most basic of concepts regarding whatever particular country the dish is meant to represent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had a website dedicated only to Morocco and Moroccan cooking, the real Moroccan cooking. Because someone puts tomato and basil in a dish does that automatically qualify it to be called Italian?  Of course not!  I still to this very day cannot watch such notables as Bobby Flay and Cat Cora do their ''Moroccan'' cooking. I simply cannot do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of all that is good in this world, at the very least add ''style'' to the end of it; such as Moroccan Style, Italian Style, etc. I am so very tired of food misconceptions and myths that I intend to attempt to put a stop to it in my own little corner of the world at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written food columns published in Morocco, Spain and India and the lack of understanding I found regarding true ''ethnic'' cuisine was astounding!  Need an example?  Here goes.  I spent three years writing a Moroccan food column in print overseas and then placed online at a popular cooking site post publication here in the US.  I received an email one day from a very sincere lady wanting to throw an authentic Moroccan dinner party.  So, she sent me her menu and asked me for ideas as well as what was missing from this menu.  I had to write back and say ''everything is missing! You have an Indian menu here.  If you'd like, we can work out a Moroccan menu for you together.''  She was shocked as was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said, this is my own attempt once again, to bust the myths concerning cooking from around the world.  I owe it to myself and also to those truly seeking to make the real deal and not some faux representation.  I will write as often as time allows, post THE most authentic recipes and add some photos all being well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hop on and enjoy the culinary ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;c.\2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6637125744591683223-4563274165168436910?l=realethnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/feeds/4563274165168436910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/4563274165168436910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6637125744591683223/posts/default/4563274165168436910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realethnic.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12550637506267685963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pz2lhlcucS4/Sm0-5UqomLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/762ItJJYRzE/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
