Vietnamese and North African Concoctions Invade the Kitchen

This chilly Sunday morning began with the new ritual of cleaning the fireplace and setting up the next arrangement of logs, but it was quickly followed by a new venture in coffee: I made Vietnamese coffee, which is basically strong-brewed java mixed with sweetened condensed milk. It was tasty but mighty sweet!



The evening's meal (No. 57) for four of us was based on a recipe from Brendan Shanley, a guy I taught about 15 years ago when he was in 7th grade (and whose blog is Shout A Round). It was a delicious Moroccan-inspired dish with chicken, tumeric, cayenne pepper, garlic, onions, and cinnamon, served over couscous. It was delicious, and then some. (Far side of the table in the white shirt is another blogger, Bradley Phillis.)



After we all went out to see Sherlock Holmes, we managed to find our way back home and had bowlfuls of Vietnamese coffee ice cream that I'd made earlier in the day. Mighty fine stuff, that.