traditionally a mixture of beef hearts and other animal hearts. hearts and gizzards. marinated in garlic, cumin, and onion, maybe a little vinegar. oh, yeah. grill it up and pile it on high. these are not small portions. these people are giving you mountains of food. it does not get any better. voila. let s do it. man, that s awesome. yeah. beef hearts. that is some magical [ muted ] right there. it s very garlicky. the marinade is nice. the tripe? from the pollo. chicken heart. that is seriously tasty. the beef heart or the chicken heart, the texture is so nice.
and you get this stuff. everybody gets it. a pulpy puree of figs, raisins, strawberries and full of mohammed s potent herbs and spices. of course. all night, 24 clock. yeah, yeah, i get it. it s supposed to make me more manly. you know what? i m eating. let s talk about that, sunshine. what is a tagine, anyway? it s an original moroccan stew that can include meat, vegetables or ship. tonight, baby shark, calamari and monk fish with fresh mountain spinach smoked in the classic clay pot. the domed top is supposed to force the condensation back in to the dish and keep it moist and tender. that s delicious. i think it s the greens and the aromatics and the herbs, i have no idea what they are.
tiananmen hill, in a magnificently restored come pound. these traditional wooden houses were once part of the regal style with slope grooves to handle all the rainy hue weather. but most importantly, they feature a garden at the center, which follows the eastern philosophy that all things originate from a single source, and expand in all directions. since the loss of her beloved son, she s lived here. surrounded by her garden and her art. occasionally, she invites guests and friends. there s duck, writer and food blogger, art collector, and phillipe. so is your home also a gallery? yes, i design and my people work. she also cooks, magnificently from a repertoire of imperial hue dishes numbering over 100.
i so much appreciate seeing you and all of the people from the u.s. well, we miss you. i miss new york city. i ll tell you something really terrible. every relationship i ve ever had with a woman, at some point very early on i bring them to yasuda in new york. and i would watch how they eat. if they talk too much, if they didn t understand how to eat sushi, if they did not eat the uni, we will never have a relationship. that s it. it s the end. they don t serve high-end sushi here. or elaborate kaiseki-inspired fare. it s almost like hipster tempura. this style of food is known as kushiagei. skewers of delicious things dipped in batter and fried perfectly.
at each other? books? no books, no writing things, no paper. no, nothing at all. a mat and a blanket and a plate and a bowl. right. only things are the things that we possess. how is the food in prison?