This is not my first shakshouka recipe. It is said, once you make it, you’ll keep making it all the time. I am not an exception to the rule!
Rarely do I repeat the same dish exactly to the point. It has to be different in something. And this time won’t be any different.
My love for shakshouka is real. A real love story. Or in the terms of food writers; it is a perfect marriage of ingredients and flavors. Jokes aside, it is. If you haven’t tried it at least once, you’re missing out. Continue reading
It is one of those weeks where you don’t feel like cooking but you have to eat.
It is one of those times when everyone is out of the house and no fresh ingredients are available.
You don’t feel like buying any fresh ingredients only to rot in the fridge before anyone uses them.
We’re all out and away all day. What to eat?
What to eat? The eternal question of my life’s journey! A journey filled with ups and down, and existential shit like this post. What’s life? What’s food? Do you eat to live or live to eat?
I decided to go against what my mom used to tell me and go by the Live To Eat motto. Continue reading