On June 19, 2013, Ivan, Lil Dave and I woke up early at 8:30 am. We had the free breakfast on the terrace and then packed everything up.
We stored our luggage with the riad. We had a lovely stay at Riad Andalla.
Lil Dave headed out to meet up with Reggie the monkey. Ivan and I walked to the post office at 9:30 am. We were waiting for a pickup for a cooking class. It came at 9:45 am and the van had two British people inside already.
The van stopped two other times to pick up two other couples and then were driven to Faim d’Epices. If I knew that we’d be in the car for awhile, I would have taken a nap.
We were greeted by Michel at Faim d’Epices. He’s part owner of the cooking class.
The décor was quite nice and we each had our own cooking station which is always great in cooking classes. Ivan and I both think that cooking demonstrations aren’t very good since we like the hands-on approach.
A Moroccan lady named Nezha showed us how to make the bread from scratch. The counter was high so I had to tiptoe a bit (since I’m really short) to see her demonstration since the table she was doing it on was slightly lower. I was hoping we’d remember everything she taught us, since we’d be making our own bread after the Spice Workshop.
Michel did the Spice Workshop. He’s really funny and likeable. The group had to put on blacked out sunglasses and try to guess the spices by smell alone. Some were pretty obvious like ginger, but some were hard like mixes of two different things which was actually a trick question.
He told us how to tell if saffron was real or not. Ivan and I thought the Spice Workshop was a little too long.
The workshop was interesting, but it could have been cut down some.
It was time to make our own bread.
Good thing, Nezha was there to help us out. She’s very nice and a great teacher. Our breads were left under a tea towel to rise for awhile.
It was time to learn how to make a fish tajine. Nezha showed us how to make a sauce and then chop up vegetables and how to place the ingredients into the tajine (earthenware pot).
Everybody in the group put their ingredients into the tajine and now our tajines were ready to start cooking. It takes about 45 minutes to cook.
Nezha showed us how to cook the bread by frying it in a pan.
She also showed us how to make three Moroccan salads (appetizers).
Next, we got to fry our own bread at our cooking stations. Michel helped us out – letting us know if it was cooked enough or not.
Nezha showed us how to make crepes. The Moroccan crepes are much thicker than French crepes and square. We got to practice folding the crepes. Nezha cooked two up and the group got try to them. The crepes were yummy.
We had some free time since our tajines were still cooking. Outside, there’s a huge backyard with lots of vegetables and flowers. The cooking class grows all their vegetables right in their garden.
It was now time to eat the food we cooked. We sat outside in the backyard. Everybody brought out their fish tajine and bread to the table.
Our fish tajine was good, but slightly overcooked. The best salad was the one with the roasted red and green peppers.
Each couple in the group got a recipe book in a long test tube to take home as a souvenir.
The Faim d’Epices cooking class was wonderful. Ivan thought it was a great mixture of demonstration and hands-on cooking. We highly recommend taking this cooking class to learn how to make Moroccan food and eat your tasty creations.
Ivan and I were dropped off in Jemaa el-Fna square. Ivan went to get the luggage while I picked out some postcards and souvenirs.
We got a taxi to RIU Tikida Garden. It’s a lovely all-inclusive hotel with lots of trees throughout the grounds. The internet didn’t really work in our room, so we headed to the pool to use it. I worked on the blog.
The dining room was all booked up for the night, so we went to the buffet for dinner. Ivan and I had fish, Moroccan salads and harissa soup. Lil Dave had a few bananas and took some back for his secret banana storage… which I still haven’t found.
After dinner, we went to see the entertainment. It was lots of Moroccan dancing and music.
There was flashing lights on the dance floor right before one of the acts and a 2 year old girl started dancing around. Her parents didn’t grab her when the belly dancer came out like most normal parents would. Good thing the belly dancer was good natured… because she just smiled and laughed that the little girl was dancing near her.
Ivan and I are sure she toned down her performance. She did shake her boobs a bit.. but didn’t seem to shake her hips a lot like most belly dancers we’ve seen in Morocco.
The last Moroccan song went on too long.. it was the same beat over and over and over again which was doing our heads in.
Ivan and I headed back to the room after the show and watched some of tv series The Sketch Show before going to sleep.