Sunday, November 23, 2008

My Husband, the Cook

The other night, Chouaib invited some friends over at the last minute (surprise!) for dinner. Fortunately, he was the one making dinner. Usually I cook, but I wish he would more often, because he's Moroccan. And Moroccan food is really yummy. I don't have a lot to say about the evening, except that it was a nice time with his friends and the food was incredible.



Azedin and Lisa got engaged and married about the same time we did.



Chouaib's friend Moustapha and a little glimpse of our bookshelves. (I realize that's a sentence fragment).



Tagine rhymes with a female body part in French. It's fun to interchange the words.



A yummy yummy labor of love (ok, homesickness).



I'm almost used to my husband eating with his hands.



Relaxing after all the guests were gone. I told him that next time we're inviting my friends over.

P.S. We found out that signing up with T-Mobile will save us some money, so we did. They gave us free new phones and free plane tickets! All these pictures were taken with my new cell phone. I can also make music videos on it. Here is my first one. I call it Tired Cowboy. Watch carefully. There's a suprise ending!



Oh, and RIP, Cricket.



6 comments:

wenmei said...

Wasn't Nichole Jenkins in love with a guy named Mustafa? Or was it Moustapha? :)

Kristy Mouti said...

She sure was. I'm not sure I spelled it right. I think hers was Turkish. And the nickname she called him, Mooshy, or something, ended up being a dirty word. Ha ha!

Shannon said...

What was the surprise ending? Did I miss it?

Sara said...

He eats with his hands? Why? Is that a cultural thing, or is he just weird? Hmmm...or awesome? I kind of want to do that too.

Kristy Mouti said...

It's cultural. They actually pick the food up with bread.

Shannon said...

That's how Mexican's eat too! I do it all the time now. Fun.
You didn't tell me what the surprise ending was though. I still haven't figured it out.