During the days of Sprouts, I used to give “lectures” to guests regarding food consciousness. Few were those who are aware of what goes into their food, most of those were the ones who cook.
We have not been very aware of our nutrition except for the past few decades. We have been, and somehow still are, subject to what we’re told to eat and not to. With the rise of ready-made and processed foods, we ate without knowing what is going into the food. It was only until recent times that some of us became aware of what goes into what we’re eating. Continue reading
How many times have you heard breakfast is the most important meal?
Don’t start counting. We all have. Countless times.
You will not appreciate a good breakfast until you’ve had one. I’m not talking about those breakfast buffet where I go and fill my tummy until I can barely move and be able to skip lunch. I’m talking about a breakfast you make and eat at home before going to work that will keep you full, or at least managing, until lunch time. I’m starting to discover some.
I’ve been searching for the origin of this recipe. I was asking people around me how they (or their grandparents) heard of this particular dish. My question was where did they get the recipe from and how did they make the pearls/giant couscous/maftoul (as we call it) or get them from. Almost no one could give me a satisfying answer about its origin. All they know is that they used to get the “maftoul” from the supermarket and no idea how the recipe got to them..