Fridays are the day when Moroccans gather around for a large Couscous lunch. I was lucky enough to be invited to one this afternoon during my trip to Asilah, which is a small resort town on the northern coast of Morocco. The Couscous is served piping hot in a tajine and set in the center of the table. Everyone grabs a spoons and digs in. There are no individual plates. When you are stuffed, you put down the spoon, lay back on your seat, put your hand to your stomach and say "hamd'allah". In my case, you do the aforementioned steps, then jump up, yell "shukriah" (means thank you) and then bolt to the train station so as not to miss your ride back to Casa.
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