Mystic days when you feel a warm breeze off the Sahara ...
I returned home late Saturday night noting temperatures of 80 degrees at 2 AM. I was feeling edgy about the predicted 100+ temperatures with heat indices exceeding air temperatures by at least 10 degrees last Sunday. The next morning I woke up listening to the radio advise of a huge Saharan dust cloud the size of the United States crossing the southern portion of our country. Spectacular sunrises and sunsets it promised, yet my mind painted images of sweltering heat.
I was able to postpone most of my outdoor activities last Sunday except for one: an architectural photography project for a friend. I waited until 6 PM, hoping for some reduction in temperature, only to find it was still at least 100 degrees. If I didn’t accomplish my project today, already long postponed, then it would be another 9 days before I had time again. So I forced myself to spend 2 hours capturing images in the hot air temperature though thankfully not magnified by the sun beating down on me.
Afterwards, I wanted someplace quiet to down quantities of cold drinks and something to eat. My first thoughts was Korean seafood pancakes influenced by Tony C’s post on San Chae Dolsot. This visit would have also allowed me to find the name of the raw crab dish recommended by Erik M. However, my dreams of a simply wonderful meal was knocked off its perch when I found San Chae Dolsot closed. I decided Semiramis would be the next best choice though it was closed as well. I’m feeling clammy and uncomfortable though steadily improving in the car’s air conditioning. I’m close to the expressway, maybe I should just go home until the radio again sends me to the Sahara desert in their speculation about the dust cloud. I flip the car around and move in the direction of Marrakech ExpressO first reported by Erik M last year.
My friend Helen and I have been to Marrakech ExpressO several times in last few weeks. Our first time, it was in the upper 80’s and rather than using air conditioning, they had ceiling fans rotating from the ceiling and on the counter blowing across. Despite the heat, we felt comfortable and a long, long away from Chicago. For an appetizer ordered
Zaalouk, an eggplant salad, which the owner described as similar to Babaghanouch. The similarity is the heavy eggplant component, otherwise I would judge it on its’ own merits. In my case, I wasn’t too excited about because I did try to compare to Babaghanouch. Once I let that image go, added a touch more salt, then I was very pleased with the Zaalouk.
Zaalouk
Influenced by Erik M’s earlier post, I ordered Meatball Tangine. These were ground meat with uncooked rice added as it cooked in the sauce, the rice expands. I knew immediately I have been making these for years as nursery food for nieces called Porcupines. When they were young, I made it with a bland tomato sauce. Now I will make it with salsa because we are no longer obligated to eat bland food. Marrakech’s sauce seemed to be tomato based with turmeric in it, sort of edging toward a curry. I will need to taste it another time before trying to imitate the sauce at home.
Meatball Tangine
We also ordered a Seafood
Bastilla which is phyllo dough wrapped around a filling of seafood, olives, shredded carrots, a surprise ingredient familiar from Asian cooking of bean thread noodles and goodness knows what else. We loved it. It also transported well because my Mom enjoyed it an hour later.
Inside Seafood Bastilla
Lunch overview, clockwise from top Meatball Tangine, Pita bread, Seafood Bastilla and Salad
A few days later, I returned with my Mother and a friend on a hot evening for dessert Mom’s Magical Crepe and hot sweetened tea. This large crepe, was more a flat bread that was warmed and smeared with honey, then cut into sections. While we had ice cream sundae ambitions when we left the house, we all agreed this crepe, tea and conversation was a pleasant change.
Hot Tea
Mom’s Magical Crepe
My last visit was on the sweltering summer evening with temperatures still in the upper 90’s after sundown. I walked in with the menu already settled in my mind, “Do you have the lamb shank tonight?” When everyone else in Chicago is dreaming of cool salads, cold soups and maybe some ice cream, I sought out a braised lamb shank with Hommus as an appetizer. Again, it was well executed and despite the warm ambient temperatures, it really was wonderful to eat something I associate with winter dining than summer. I was really glad to pay someone to sweat it out because I’m simply not willing.
Hummos
Lamb Shank
The owner is really well connected media-wise. He works at Billy Goat Tavern’s original location as well as operating his own operation. On the walls are signed photos from Presidents to Sportscasters. He really has quite the winning personality and treats a relative stranger of 3 visits as an old friend. One could certainly argue the company is as good as the food. Especially when the stars are aligned with extraordinary hot temperatures with dust from the Sahara circling the Earth. I left the Moroccan oasis and went out to the hot streets of Chicago.
Every 1st and 3rd Tuesday they have story telling from 9 – 11 PM with a cover charge of $3 with a portion donated to Literacy Chicago.
Marrakech Expresso Restaurant and Coffee House
4747 North Damen Avenue
Chicago, IL
Tel: 773/271-4541
www.marrakechexpresso.com
Mon-Fri: 7 AM – 9 PM
Sat-Sun: 10 AM – Late night
Wi-Fi is available.
Regards,