Riad Tayba

Ce riad traditionnel est situé dans la médina de Fès, juste à côté de la porte Boujloud et des souks. Il propose 2 chambres et 3 suites pourvues de balcons.
Toutes les chambres du Riad Tayba présentent un décor marocain traditionnel et disposent d'une salle de bains privative et de la climatisation.
Vous pourrez vous détendre sur la terrasse extérieure et profiter de la vue sur la ville. Une connexion WiFi est disponible gratuitement dans les parties communes du riad.
Le Riad Tayba sert un copieux petit déjeuner marocain chaque matin et des repas du soir sont disponibles sur demande.

lundi 1 juillet 2013

Stewed Ox Tongue














In a large coved pot braise a tongue with two glasses of wine, 1 cup carrot, 1 cup onion, thyme, bay-leaf, for two hours on low. Take tomatoes, carrots, pearl onions, and braise them all together, add salt and pepper. Braised tongue eats very well with spinach and carrots.

Speak Zulu


Zulu is the language of the Zulu people with well over 9 million speakers most of whom are in South Africa. Zulu is one of South Africa's eleven official languages since 1994.
Below are four easy Zulu words with their English phonetic pronunciation: iGoli [e-go?li]- Soil ihembe [e:him:mbe]- Bed uju [oo?jew]- Jumpisibili [is:see:bill?li]- Bead
 

Enchanted Safe Travels Bracelet

The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. Sorry, I could not read the content fromt this page.

dimanche 30 juin 2013

Pickled Beef Tongue



1 1/2 cups white distilled vinegar
Cover tongue with water and salt. Cover tightly and cook slowly until tender 3 hours. Slice tongue crosswise about 1/8-inch thick. Drain all but 2 cups of the water from pan. Add the remaining ingredients and return sliced meat to pan. Simmer, covered, for 1 hour. Serve cold or warm.

The Man Who Never Lied

Once upon a time there lived a wise man by the name of Mamad. He never lied. All the people in the land, even the ones who lived twenty days away, knew about him.The king heard about Mamad and ordered his subjects to bring him to the palace. He looked at the wise man and asked:" Mamad, is it true, that you have never lied?""And you will never lie in your life?""Okay, tell the truth, but be careful! The lie is cunning and it gets on your tongue easily."Several days passed and the king called Mamad once again. There was a big crowd: the king was about to go hunting. The king held his horse by the mane, his left foot was already on the stirrup. He ordered Mamad:"Go to my summer palace and tell the queen I will be with her for lunch. Tell her to prepare a big feast. You will have lunch with me then."Mamad bowed down and went to the queen. Then the king laughed and said:"We won't go hunting and now Mamad will lie to the queen. Tomorrow we will laugh on his behalf."But the wise Mamad went to the palace and said:"Maybe you should prepare a big feast for lunch tomorrow, and maybe you shouldn't. Maybe the king will come by noon, and maybe he won't.""Tell me will he come, or won't he?" - asked the queen."I don't know, he put his right foot on the stirrup, or he put his left foot on the ground after I left."Everybody waited for the king. He came the next day and said to the queen:"The wise Mamad, who never lies, lied to you yesterday."But the queen told him about the words of Mamad. And the king realized, that the wise man never lies, and says only that, which he saw with his own eyes.http://www.worldoftales.com/African_folktales/African_Folktale_2.html

Love for Africa

....essentially the same, but modified according to its objects and by the character of the one who loves. The love of children for their parents, of parents for offspring, brotherly and sisterly love, the love of friendship, of charity, and the fervor of religious love, are modifications of the same sentiment—the attraction that draws us to our kindred, our kind; that binds together all races and humanity itself, resting on the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man. It is but natural that this love should vary in degrees. Attractions are proportional to proximity. Family is nearer than country; we prefer our own nation to the rest of the race.Each individual has, also, his own special attractions and repulsions. There is love at first sight and friendship at first sight. We feel some persons pleasant to us; to be near them is a delight. Generally such feelings are mutual—like flows to like, or as often, perhaps, differences fit into each other. We seek sympathy with our own tastes and habits, or we find in others what we lack. Thus the weak rest upon the strong, the timid are fond of the courageous, the reckless seek guidance of the prudent, and so on.

Frikkadelle, an Afrikaner dish of meatballs

South African Frikkadelle is an Afrikaner dish of meatballs that's quick to make and eaten with a side of fried potatoes.

Frikkadelle
Ingredients:
1 pound ground beef
1 medium onion finely chopped
1 cup of dried bread crumbs
1/4 cup whole milk
3 tablespoons of your favorite Chutney
1 large egg
1 teaspoon curry powder
1 teaspoon Worcester sauce
Salt and pepper to taste

Directions:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Soak bread crumbs in milk then mix all ingredients well with clean hands, roll meat into medium size balls. Bake for 45 minutes. Serve warm with chutney or mustard on top of each meatball.