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Marrakech: and Zara Home tribulations

Zara_2_3 The blogging girl slipped through the doors of the new Zara Home in downtown Marrakech. She was instantly surrounded by pretty ethnic chic, with bold pops of color. She made her way through the aisles, stroking a coverlet here, admiring a glass vase there. Everything so enticing.

On her way down the marble stairs, a large and perfect image loomed before her. She reached into her bag and pulled out her camera. Click, click.

Stop! Cried a voice.

She looked down the stairs. A burly security guard glared up at her.

No photos allowed! Erase them from your camera immediately! He said, in a not-so-nice voice.

But I want to post them on my website to encourage people to visit Zara Home, she protested.

I repeat, erase those photos immediately! He shouted, threatening.

They wound up before the check out counter where a slight girl who looked no older than 22, listened to the security guard, shrugged her shoulders in a woebegone way, and said nothing.

The blogging girl slid her camera back into her purse. Then, she looked defiantly at the security guard, and she marched out the store....

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PS See more Moroccan-influenced Zara Home photos right here at Sandman Chronicles. (He is one of the sweetest bloggers around, too.)

P.P.S. For Peacock Pavilions three vintage Saarinen tables like the ones in these images were purchased from the Italian Cultural Attache in Marrakech a few months back. Another story for another time...

"My Marrakesh: Marrakesh." 12 Oct. 2008 .

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The Marrakech medina: and buying babouches at the slipper souk

Wouldn’t it be lovely, really, wouldn’t it be lovely to wear pajamas the whole day……..? And wouldn't it be equally lovely to simply wear slippers all the time? Why then life would be rather like one big pajama party, wouldn’t it?


(Sigh, let’s face it, the blogging girl was simply trying to rationalize why she so often found herself in Marrakech’s slipper souk, known as the souk de babouches. At this rate, it might just be easier for her to set up a small cot nearby.)

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PS Many thanks for all the comments on my Marrakech magazine articles! So sweet:)

"My Marrakesh: Marrakesh." 12 Oct. 2008 .

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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Hakima's Moroccan Cooking School

By Kristen Harrington

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Port Townsend resident Carolyn Watts opened a cooking school in Marrakech, Morocco, named after Hakima Saih (pictured). The proceeds from the school provide literacy training and job skills for Saih and other young Moroccan women. - Photo courtesy of Carolyn Watts
Moroccan tomato & pepper salad
Here is a recipe for traditional Moroccan tomato and pepper salad.

Moroccan salads are often cooked and then cooled before serving.

Serve with bread for dipping.

3 whole green peppers

6 to 8 whole tomatoes, skins removed

2 cloves garlic, pressed

1 tsp. salt

2 tsp. oregano

1/2 tsp. ginger

1 tsp. cumin

1/2 tsp. pepper

1/2 tsp. sweet paprika

pinch of saffron, for color

1/2 cup olive oil

1 Tbsp. chopped fresh cilantro

Roast the peppers over an open flame or under the broiler until the skin is evenly charred. Place in paper sack to facilitate peeling. Cool and peel peppers, slice into long thin strips then dice into 3/8-inch pieces.

Chop the peeled tomatoes into 1-inch chunks. Place in saucepan with all other ingredients except roasted peppers and cilantro. Stir and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 15 minutes, crushing tomatoes with a spoon. Add peppers and cilantro, cooking for another 15 minutes until the mixture thickens. Serve with bread for dipping.

Yield: 6 to 8 servings

Approximate nutrition per serving, based on six: 172 calories, 18 grams fat (2.5 grams saturated, 92 percent fat calories), less than 1 gram protein, 3 grams carbohydrate, no cholesterol, 1 gram dietary fiber, 389 milligrams sodium.


I first learned about Hakima's Moroccan Cooking School when my mom called and said "Guess what? I am going to cooking school in Marrakech!" It sounded so exciting, I invited myself along.

On March 21, we arrived in Morocco, jet-lagged and disoriented. We were met at the airport by the school's director, Port Townsend resident Carolyn Watts.

She took us to Dar Egbert, the home of Hakima's Moroccan Cooking School, where we would spend the next week while exploring Marrakech. A "dar" is a traditional house set around a garden courtyard; up to six people can stay at the dar for the school. We were instantly revived by the smell of orange blossoms in the exotic garden surroundings, and mint tea.

When Carolyn first went to Morocco eight years ago, she was captivated by the sounds, scents, scenery and history that make Marrakech such a magical place. When she returned in March 2007 to paint a mural in the home of her friend Jim Egbert (owner of Seattle's Egbert's Furniture Store), she fell in love all over again, especially with the hospitality of the local people.

Personal connection

While she was working on her mural in Dar Egbert (Jim's house), Carolyn was particularly charmed by a young Moroccan woman named Hakima Saih, who held the ladder while Carolyn painted, cleaned up her messes, and prepared some of the most delicious food Carolyn had ever tasted.

At the project's end, Carolyn wanted to thank Hakima for all of her help. What Hakima wanted most of all was to learn to read and write, so Watts agreed to pay for three months of Hakima's schooling. After further research, Carolyn learned that the illiteracy rate among young Moroccan women is 60 percent.

Looking for a way to give back to those who had shown her such hospitality, Carolyn put her culinary passion into action to help others in Marrakech. With a lifelong background in cooking, she decided to open a nonprofit cooking school at Dar Egbert, with Hakima as the instructor. The proceeds from the school provide literacy training and job skills for Hakima and other young Moroccan women.

School opened

Hakima's Moroccan Cooking School opened in September 2007, with Port Townsend residents Dr. Jennifer Carl and Sarah Grossman as the school's first students. In spring 2008, Carolyn hosted 10 cooking school students and four other "non-cooking" guests who occasionally stirred things up in the kitchen.

During my visit, our schedule for the week was flexible, with plenty of time for sightseeing. We shopped at the market with Hakima and Carolyn in the mornings and reconvened in the kitchen at Dar Egbert around 5:30 to prepare our evening meal. We spent several hours cooking and several hours enjoying our meal and conversation.

We made several "tagines," or stews, in traditional clay pots. Hakima's recipes included tagines with chicken, preserved lemons and olives, as well as a tagine of lamb and apricots. We had a chance to venture to the foothills of the Atlas Mountains about an hour from Marrakech to tour a Berber home and sample a tagine cooked over charcoal in the traditional style.

As all of our meals were included with our stay, we had lots of time to observe and help with meals, which included fresh pea soup, lamb meatballs and handmade chocolates for dessert. Breakfast included semolina pancakes with fig jam, fresh bread with local olive oil, and fresh-squeezed orange juice.

Community ovens

One of my favorite sights during the week was our visit to the "fournatchis," or community wood-fired ovens. Families in Morocco mark their bread with a name or seal, drop it off for baking, and return to pick it up before the midday meal. We followed the heavenly smell and were rewarded with hot, oven-fresh bread.

In our final day of cooking class, we learned the fine art of preparing couscous, which is a time-consuming process of working the grains by hand as they steam over a fragrant broth of chicken and vegetables. It was delicious and worth the work.

Carolyn has been graciously received by her "neighbors" in Marrakech, thanks in part to her outgoing, friendly nature.

"Like people everywhere, they treat you as you treat them," she says. Carolyn respects the Muslim culture and asks that her guests to do the same by dressing modestly and not taking pictures without asking. Her feeble attempts at the Arabic language are usually well received. She has made friends with many of the local business owners, who know her by name. Shopkeepers wave and smile as she walks past, and parking attendants outside Dar Egbert watch over her and her guests.

Carolyn sums it up when she says: "I know when I return in the fall, I will be welcomed like an old friend. I cannot wait to return and share this wonderful place with anyone wanting to eat good food, experience a new culture, an ancient history, stay in a Moroccan home and not a hotel, and have a great adventure."

Learn more about Hakima's Moroccan Cooking School at www.moroccancookingschool.com.

(Kirsten Harrington is a freelance writer living in Spokane, Wash. She can be reached at kharrington67@earthlink.net.)



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