Cooking Cous Cous in Fez


“Are you good cooks?” Muhammad asked, in the kitchen of a 250-year-old house tucked inside a dark alleyway in Fez.

“My mom’s an amazing cook, but I’m a disaster,” I said.

My mom, reading the ingredients of Muhammad’s cous cous recipe, looked up and smiled. With her fluency in cooking, and my proficiency in Arabic, we knew we would make a formidable cooking team in Fez.

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