Well I've been through the desert on a camel with no name, it felt good to be out of the rain - apologies to America (the band, not the nation). Actually, I passed on the camel ride as it is on my list of things not necessary to do twice.
Welcome to my tales of cookery school, food and travel
The first 30+ posts of this blog describe my experiences as I complete a nine month cooking course - the City and Guilds Diploma in Food Preparation and Culinary Art. I did this after I moved out of full time employment and it was purely selfish - I love food, cooking, eating and drinking. Subsequent posts are about, food, travel and adventures.
Tuesday, 17 September 2013
Thursday, 12 September 2013
How to have a hangi in the Jordanian desert
As a New Zealander I am familiar with the notion of cooking food in an earth oven known as a hangi: this is a traditional Maori way of cooking, however not one undertaken on a daily basis these days. It is usually reserved for special events - so special I can't remember the last time I had one.
The short version of a very long process is: dig a pit, light a fire in the bottom of the pit, pile rocks on the fire, when the fire burns down and the rocks are hot splash in a bit of water, put in baskets of the food to be cooked, more water to create steam, cover with cloths/sacks then mound up the soil. and wait 3-4 hours.
The difference is it is set in a metal container, kind of like a big, deep Dutch Oven, which speeds up the cooking time considerably.
The accompaniments include all the usual suspects that comprise a delicious mezze.
the final reveal - photo Trevor Jones |
the mezze platter, our first night's dinner, this was followed by a meat course |
The flat breads are always freshly baked and delicious. In the desert a Bedouin woman who could be 16 or 60 - even her eyes are barely visible - makes us glorious markook.
making markook |
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