it s layered with blanched almonds and powdered sugar and cinnamon and then raked in a crepe like dough. the final touch say dusting of more cinnamon and sugar. it has a sweet savory thing going on and it s quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and you touch the light switch and the lights don t come on, you shouldn t be in this country. what was that first moment when you said i can live here? i m still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958 when it was quite different. everyone wore native dress. yes. but islam still the throbbing motor of life here. i have a very tender feelings for morocco and the friendliness and curtesy of the people and
often pigeon pie as traditional moroccan as it gets. today made by gibbs full-time cooks. jamilla and fatima. it s chicken slow-cooked, pulled or shredded and folded into an egg mixture. cooked in a reduced stock from the boil. this is layered with blanched almonds, powdered sugar and cinnamon. the whole lot is wrapped in a crepe-like dough. after baking to a golden crispiness, the final touch is a dusting of even more cinnamon and sugar. it s got a sweet savory thing going on, and it s quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and you tough the light switch and the lights don t come on, you shouldn t be in this country. what was that first moment when you said i could live here? i m still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958. when it was quite different. everyone wore native dress, but islam still the throbbing motor of life here. i have a very tender feelings
crispiness, the final touch is a dusting of even more cinnamon and sugar. it has a sweet savory thing going on, and it s quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and you tough the light switch and the lights don t come on, you shouldn t be in this country. what was that first moment when you said i could live here? i m still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958. when it was quite different. everyone wore native dress, but islam is still the throbbing motor of life here. i have a very tender feelings for morocco and the friendliness and courtesy of the people and its children who, you know. not like in england. bonjour, monsieur. i always feel welcome here. i never consider that this is mine. it s theirs, and they have allowed me to live here in a very nice way, and i feel recognition. they know who i am.
this is folded with cinnamon then the whole lot is wrapped in a crepe-like dough. after baking to a golden crispiness, the final touches of dusting of even more cinnamon and sugar. it s got a sweet, savory thing going on. and it s quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and you touch the light switch and the lights don t come on, you shouldn t be in this country. what was that first moment when you said i could live here? i m still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958. when it was quite different. everyone wore native dress, but islam still the throbbing motor of life here. i have a very tender feelings for morocco and the friendliness and courtesy of the people and the children. they don t say granddad like
cooks. jamilla and fattima. it s chicken slow cooked in broth and spices, pulled and shredded and cooked in a reduced stock from the oil. this is folded with cinnamon then the whole lot is wrapped in a crepe-like dough. after baking to a golden crispiness, the final touches of dusting of even more cinnamon and sugar. it s got a sweet, savory thing going on. and it s quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and you touch the light switch and the lights don t come on, you shouldn t be in this country. what was that first moment when you said i could live here? i m still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958. when it was quite different. everyone wore native dress, but