As I’m hibernating through my third winter in the southern hemisphere I feel like itâs the coldest one ever. And have desperate cravings for hearty food, sticky stews, winter spices and red wine.
Back in the old days when I used to live up north I couldnât really believe it could ever be really cold here. I thought the people down here where wingers. Temperatures around 14-16Â°C? How could you possibly complain or have the dignity to call that winter? Itâs like a Belgian summer pretty much, we are in shorts and skirts, heating up the BBQ and chilling white wine with those temperatures. How could you be thinking about crackling fire, dark stews and mulled wine?
But very soon I changed my opinion once I got here. The wind is icy, the air is humid, the houses are poorly isolated and have no central heating… You are frozen to the bone in these conditions. Very soon my wardrobe warmly welcomed Uggs, snuggly cashmere sweaters, hats, scarfs and gloves. The kitchen got filled with smells of slow cooked lamb, roasted pumpkin, cloves, stewed plums and burnt oranges.
So today we travel to Morocco to warm up our frozen fingers, icy toes and red noses. Harira is a soup that traditionally is eaten during the Ramadan to break the fast. It is served with dates. There are plenty of variations to this soup and I have sort of made a combination of what was left in my pantry. Feeling frozen I really felt like having something dark sticky, a combination of sweet and savory so I decided to put the dates in the soup and make a more caramelized version. Most recipes call for noodles but I went for ancient grains to give it a super warming power!
So feel free to improvise yourself on this or other versions but above all let your soul be warmed up!