It was four years ago this month that I made myself shakshuka for the first time. At that time, a future with Fronx in it was uncertain. I spent an indulgent Sunday cooking for myself. Today, I spent an indulgent morning cooking for the two of us, and he popped out for bread while I finished up. Bliss.
Ever since I bought Peter a little thing called The Hungover Cookbook, I’ve been wanting to try a recipe in it for something called Shakshuka, which is a single pan dish of spicy tomato sauce and baked eggs.
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