On Tuesday afternoon The Flying Dutchman signaled his presence in LizzieLand with a quick text. Hasty arrangements were made for him to come over for dinner, thus rescuing him from the foul produce of a Marriott Hotel kitchen. Having extended the invitation the only minor challenge was to open the fridge and see what was actually in the house to cook. The Flying Dutchman will – happily for us – eat what is put in front of him; even the culinary excesses of his mad vegan friends.
The choice of a Moroccan themed dinner was settled by the fact that everything needed was already in the house.
- Spicy aubergine dip
- Pita bread
- Bean and lemon tagine
- Golden cous-cous
And so I’d better get busy posting up the recipes for those….