Thread: Luigi's Harissa & Chickpea Pan Roasted Chicken Thighs.

Having foked off from Thailand to live in Morocco with my new Moroccan girlfriend Omar.

I'm really getting into the North African Cuisine.

This weekend, Harissa & Chickpea Pan Roasted Chicken Thighs.

First step. Harissa Paste.



Toast the coriander seeds, cumin and pepper.

Grind in the blender, then toss in the rest.



Done.


Will sit for a night a day in the hot Moroccon dessert, before being stirred into a pan with fried chicken thighs, can of chickpeas, 1/2 cup of chicken stock etc etc before being roasted and served with a big loaf of bread, and 6 big bottles of Moroccon's favourite beer.

Singha.


What are the fookin' chances.

Where did you get the tomato paste from?

You'd better check Omar's Adam's apple, Luigi.

Will you be having some couscous?

^^ Smuggled it in in me jocks.

^ That lump is where she stashes her hash. Makes her voice deep n all. Still, she's good fun and is great at fixin' me old Honda Wave.

Originally Posted by Luigi

That lump is where she stashes her hash

Mmmmmhhhhh

I've got a stash too.
I love it.
It's warm and comfy..............

Is Omar a Tangerine or a Casawanker picked up by the Fez?
If you like Hare try Welsh Rabat or Kifkif MifMif

Lil ditty some Swedish friends played on the train there in 1976, only casette they had played all the day

Still waiting for the after shots, but anything with chickpeas in deserves a green

Originally Posted by barrylad66

Still waiting for the after shots, but anything with chickpeas in deserves a green

You'll have to wait until tomorrow bud. The Harissa has to fumigate for 24 hrs first.

Chili, garlic, onions, chickpeas, beer... Dutch Oven Heaven.

Sunday is shopping for new blankets day.

Essaouira wipes at the ready



More oud than wivnall, oud about this



Kif right on to the end of the roll

Originally Posted by crackerjack101

Originally Posted by Luigi

That lump is where she stashes her hash

Mmmmmhhhhh

I've got a stash too.
I love it.
It's warm and comfy..............

We grew up on hash, and any type of grass was a miracle and overpriced. Then went traveling around the World and were amazing that in most places it was the opposite. Loads of grass but none or shite hash.

There's a point to that.

I think.

Oh yes, marshmallows.

Plus 2 tbsp of tomato paste. S+P, some Thyme, black pepper and chicken stock.

Flour n Pan fry your chicken and chuck in yer casserole dish, sprinkle on some thyme n black pepper.





Bung in ze oven.


Now to the serious part of drinking one's own weight in beer.

Messy fooker, that Lulu.


Both of us gave it a fair effort.



Lunch tomorrow.



Welcome to Africa.