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THE MOROCCAN LOVE POT: Couscous

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" Can I call you on Saturday ?", he asked. That sounded like a good idea that no matter what, I had no tangible reason to turn it down — it's the weekend! This was the first time I actually got an open invitation to a Moroccan home to taste Moroccan cuisine, home-prepared  with lots of love.  (who doesn't love some  " home cho "? ) . I thought to myself that it was a good opportunity for me to immerse myself in the culture, at the very least reveling in it. It's  11 o'clock in the morning,  I'm still in bed half-awake when the call from an unknown number came through. I figured it might be Marwan since I hardly receive phone calls from my number. This was not far from truth as the person at the other end of the phone bellowed " weeeesh ". " Oh yeah what's up ? How's it going ? You already had breakfast ? " Breakfast you said?  I don't recall the very last time I made time to eat a hearty breakfast; It's just...
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