This is not your typical fricassee by French standards. In French, a fricassee is typically a chicken dish with an assortment of sauteed vegetables. The word was somehow adapted by the Tunisian community where it is (when made properly) a defyingly light and airy dough that is fried, sliced open and then filled with tuna, mushrooms, hummus, tahini, boiled eggs, harissa, marmumah (spicy tomato fondue), and/or eggplant. In Tunisia it is sold by street vendors.
Though simplifying it, the dough is little more than a basic baguette dough. My wife is a true master of it. Of her 10 sisters and 3 brothers, none of them have the geesha (touch/feel) to prepare it as she does. Our Israeli friends familiar with the treat flock to our apartment in caravans when she gets the itch to prepare it as she did this past weekend. I gleefully go shopping, organize the apartment (by my standards), and take our daughter out to play so she can do what she needs to do.
She’s beautiful!
That spread looks amazing and I want some of that bread RIGHT NOW. With extra eggs and tuna, puh-leeze.
It’s funny, I regularly drool over the refined, delicious dishes displayed on your blog, but these pictures of a home-cooked meal bring up such a rush of cravings and emotions. I guess that just goes to show how food serves so many different functions in our lives….
DELICIOUS! Beautiful photo of ta femme!