I’m feeling rusty. I haven’t been around this space for almost two months. I decided that instead of ignoring my absence and going straight back to posting recipes, I would update you about why it’s been so quiet here. I’ve been blogging for over four years and I have never “left” for such an extended period of time. Even though I knew that I would be away, I sort of forgot how long a couple of months actually is. At the same time, more recently, the weeks are effortlessly slipping through my fingers. As each day passes, the post that I intend to work on gets pushed further down my ever-growing to-do list.
When I’m trying to get out of a cooking rut and make something different, the most helpful thing for me to do is try and think of a cuisine that I am not used to cooking. The other week, we bought some fish with the intention of making fish curry, which I never got in the mood for. Luckily, I thought that moroccan style fish, with a hearty quinoa salad sounded absolutely delicious instead. I hardly ever eat or cook moroccan food. I am not sure why because the flavours are definitely something that I am attracted to. To be honest, I didn’t really have a clear picture of what moroccan food was before I went there a couple of years ago.