Eating like a King and finding new fruit

It is not for a lack of interesting expereinces that I have not posted in a while.
Perhaps it is because of its opposite, too many experiences to sift through and translate and make sense of.

It is officially HOT here in Fes and all of Morocco - one day the meteoroligist said that all of Morocco was between 30-35 degrees Celcius. Google that to find out the Farenheit equivalent if you forgot your grammar school lessons.

One interesting thing I can share quickly is my discovery of a new fruit. It is called muzaah, and it is delicious. I had mistaken if for an apricot but once i peeled off its light skin and tasted it - i was pleasantly suprised, one doesn't often feel like anything new AND good will come into ones life these days. Muzaah tastes like a candified version of an apple mixed with a peach. I have no idea if there is an equivalent in North America and I have absoutely no idea what it would be called in English. If you know, please post a comment.

I had the fruit one day at a friend's house who, in encouraging me to eat the meal before me, said Moroccans have an expression that goes " Eat the Breakfast of a King, the Lunch of a Prince, and the Dinner of a Pauper."
She told me this at breakfast where we had sfinge, which are fresh fried Moroccan donuts, gren tea with mint, french bread with fresh Morocan butter, AND a bowl of lamb, tomatoe and chickpea soup, called Harira. It was one of those moments where i just decided to " go with the flow" and not resist and not turn down what was offered me. Except for when a glass of warm milk was offered, and i jokingly reponded that the King doesnt drink milk with his breakfast.

Enough of food... I've got some for real traveling to do...this time to Amman, Jordan. Oh the pain of leaving North Africa and its orange blossom trees. It will be interesting to be in the REAL Deal "Mid East" though, hugh? I am already trying to transition my Arabic to something comprehensible for the Jordanians.

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