The road was smooth and well paved, now, and the country about was beautiful, so that the travelers rejoiced in leaving the forest far behind, and with it the many dangers they had met in its gloomy shades. Once more they could see fences built beside the road; but these were painted green, and when they came to a small house, in which a farmer evidently lived, that also was painted green. They passed by several of these houses during the afternoon, and sometimes people came to the doors and looked at them as if they would like to ask questions; but no one came near them nor spoke to them because of the great Lion, of which they were very much afraid. The people were all dressed in clothing of a lovely emerald-green color and wore peaked hats like those of the Munchkins.

Beef tagine

  • Servings: 4-6
  • Difficulty: Medium
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Cooked with squash, stocky hot and meat


For my mon

Ingredients

  • sea salt
  • freshly ground black pepper
  • 1 level tablespoon ras el hanout spice mix
  • 1 level tablespoon ground cumin
  • 1 level tablespoon ground cinnamon
  • 1 level tablespoon ground ginger
  • 1 level tablespoon sweet paprika
  • 600 g quality stewing beef
  • olive oil
  • 1 onion , peeled and finely chopped
  • 1 small bunch of fresh coriander
  • 400 g tinned chickpeas , drained
  • 400 g tinned chopped tomatoes

Directions

  1. That night, too, there was another jetting out of gas from the distant planet. I saw it. A reddish flash at the edge, the slightest projection of the outline just as the chronometer struck midnight; and at that I told Ogilvy and he took my place.
  2. The night was warm and I was thirsty, and I went stretching my legs clumsily and feeling my way in the darkness, to the little table where the siphon stood, while Ogilvy exclaimed at the streamer of gas that came out towards us.
  3. Ogilvy watched till one, and then gave it up; and we lit the lantern and walked over to his house.
  4. I remember how I sat on the table there in the blackness, with patches of green and crimson swimming before my eyes. I wished I had a light to smoke by, little suspecting.

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