Dates, beautiful dates.
The delicious and ancient fruit from Tunesia and Morocco.
Plenty of each. In all varieties, smaller and dried, larger and richer.
Strolling around the Medina, we can't stand the temptation and buy some of those.
The bargain.
We taste some, we bring home the rest wrapped in a brown paper back, I like these small details, these kind of antique paper backs.
At home we fill the dates with goat cheese.
You can fill them also with old Amsterdam or with a rich Brie. It all depends on your personal taste, the state of your mind, your mood...........
I have been eating dates my hole life, my grand mother was addicted to all kind of dried fruit like figs and dates. My parents used to serve dates as an aperitif..... so let the tradition go on. My youngest daughter eats them plain a dozen at the time!
The delicious and ancient fruit from Tunesia and Morocco.
Plenty of each. In all varieties, smaller and dried, larger and richer.
Strolling around the Medina, we can't stand the temptation and buy some of those.
The bargain.
We taste some, we bring home the rest wrapped in a brown paper back, I like these small details, these kind of antique paper backs.
At home we fill the dates with goat cheese.
You can fill them also with old Amsterdam or with a rich Brie. It all depends on your personal taste, the state of your mind, your mood...........
I have been eating dates my hole life, my grand mother was addicted to all kind of dried fruit like figs and dates. My parents used to serve dates as an aperitif..... so let the tradition go on. My youngest daughter eats them plain a dozen at the time!