At the end of passover this year, noa’s sister got invited to a Mimouna(check it out), and therefore invited us to tag along. none of us had ever been to one, and its quite a fascinating event.
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During passover you are not allowed to eat any wheat which has been leavened. Ie, bread, pasta.. its complicated what you can and can’t eat. anyways, jews living in morocco were surrounded by arabs who were allowed to eat bread during passover. so they would basically lock themselves indoors during the whole holiday. finally, towards the end of the holiday, on the last day after the sun has set and wheat is allowed again, the families would open their doors and have a huge party. basically, they would invite everyone they know to come over, and eat sweet treats, and what i would basically describe as a delicious wheat flour tortilla(like the ones we ate fresh in mexico) filled with honey or chocolate or sugar! they were called Mofletta’s. and OMG, they were amazing, and we were gorging on them.
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besides those there were all these amazing marzipan and other assorted cookies.
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So we showed up at 9pm, and the party was already in full swing. music was blaring, and there must of been more than 70 people crammed into this little house and yard. we ate mofletta’s, sweets, and drank mint tea. we hung out for a while, and as we were leaving, noa’s sister was told that next year she won’t be invited back. because once you come once, you are just supposed to show up every year.