By Leona Thomas
Here in Morocco the cuisine is a curious blend of African spices with a strong French influence. And whilst most of my Moroccan friends will tell you they love drinking sweet green tea, and eating tagine and couscous, the thing that always seems to get them most excited is BREAD. They cannot have a meal without it. They even use it to pick up the food!
I have been in Morocco long enough now that I even joke, "Je suis Moroccan!" and that causes much hilarity. I am actually learning to like bread...
But it hasn't always been that way.
In 2015 I was visiting Pamiers in Southern France. It was a delightful small town with lovely architecture and some quaint shops and cafes too. France is great if you like very very small coffee and good pastries. And bread!
On this particular day I found myself walking towards a little park near to the Tourist Information Centre. I love nature so this was a real treat for me. There were few people there so I just wandered along enjoying the trees and the river.
Then I found a little pond with a railing all around it and a white swan seemingly imprisoned there. The only way it would get out was if it could fly but there wasn't much room for takeoff. I stood there leaning on the railing, looking at this swan. After a while I began to feel hungry.
My thoughts went to a local bakery I had seen earlier. Boy, did I feel hungry! Images of bread were now strong in my mind. I was thinking I MUST buy bread. I tried to reason with myself that I would be travelling later and didn't need any but I couldn't get the images of bread out of my mind. I couldn't understand why I was feeling so very hungry and desperate for bread but eventually I gave in to those feelings.
I stood up from the railing and turned round to go...
And discoverd a huge crowd of ducks had silently crept up behind me and were all standing there looking at me, expectantly!
Oh my God! I wasn't hungry at all!
I was receiving the telepathic signal from this huge gang of ducks that they needed food! And there were a lot of them! I had to laugh because I didn't even like bread. But those ducks were desperately addicted to it.
They could have gone and got their natural food at any time.
Instead they hypnotised me into going to the bakers to satisfy their cravings!
I wonder if they were visiting from Morocco?
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