i have learnt many things this past week. not all of them were related to couscous. very few were, actually. none, if i’m being honest. but i did learn one major thing about cooking (which, to be fair, wasn’t something unknown to mankind before): making things taste nice is bloody difficult whilst suffering from a complete loss of taste and smell. i have been cold-ridden for an annoying three months now and it truly didn’t make the endeavor of creating an edible couscous salad any easier. but i tried. oh, i tried.
knowing that rahel was going to cook something sweet, i thought providing a savoury counterpart made sense. the idea to a salad was born (which was much less exciting than it sounds). relying on my family’s taste buds i cooked a couscous salad with feta cheese, baby leaf spinach, walnuts and cherry tomatoes which i boiled down with some balsamic vinegar and a spoonful of sugar (hence their darkness). as a dressing i made a peppermint pesto creation, which to be honest wasn’t exactly the pinnacle of my culinary successes. but hey. let’s hope that for next week i’ll be able to taste what i’m doing again, for a big challenge awaits: