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.
I saw this fish at the store and couldn’t resist. I hardly ever buy fish, let alone fish on the bone. Once I had it though, I didn’t know what to do with it. My biggest concern was the bones. Whenever I see things with bones in them, I think back to our time in China. We were in Kunming and vaguely sick for a couple of days. We had been confining ourselves to hostel food but on our last night there, my boyfriend decided he had to have the “Crossing the Bridge Noodles” soup, a dish that we heard was a quintessential dish of Yunnan province. On top of that, soup is basically his favourite food in the world, so it was a no-brainer.