Every country has their unique roast that they serve at festive dinners, and in Egypt and much of the Middle East it's a Roast leg of lamb. Lamb plays an important part in the cuisines and cultures of the Middle East so it's no surprise that there are loads of unique ways of preparing it in the region. For this dish, it's going to be marinated in an onion marinade overnight, then roasted until it's fall off the bone tender.
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Fakhda Dani quite literally translates as Lamb Leg, and it's a generic name given to Lamb Leg dishes in the Middle East. Throughout the region there must be over 50 unique ways to cook a Lamb Leg, from Yemeni cumin crusted haneeth and fragrant Iraqi Kouzi to Saudi Kabsa and Omani Shuwa, they're all unique in their own way and absolutely delicious. Today I want to show you how to make a Fakhda the Egyptian way, it's a very simple recipe that produces outstanding flavors and a roast that's hard to forget.
What makes Egyptian Fakhda different from the others in the Middle East is the marinade we'll be applying to it. Many of the recipes in the region utilize an array of spices and herbs to impart layers of flavors upon the lamb leg, but the Egyptian one is kept fairly simple using just 4 ingredients for the marinade; Onions, Salt, Pepper and Garlic. The marinade is put together by blending the ingredients into a fine paste, then it's applied to the lamb leg before allowing it to marinate for a minimum of 12 hours.
This marinade however is not just there to infuse the lamb leg with flavors, it also serves an important part in tenderizing the meat. You see onions contain a significant amount of Protease, which is an enzyme that breaks down protein, the process of marinating the lamb leg in onions actually results in meat that is... keep reading on reddit ➡
It wasn't until I felt the hook enter my nose and pierce the skull that I realized the wraps were linen, and not seaweed.
Inspired by this prompt by u/LeviAEthan512
Will the awe ever lessen?
It hadn’t so far. Not even a little.
Captain Erik Overmars stood arms-crossed at the forward viewing deck of the Hex. He pursed his lips. His grayed beard twitched with anticipation. Around him, crew members went about their duties with robot-like precision. Each had their role; each their place.
And then there was the observer. Harold Middleton. Harry. Captain Overmars did his best not to resent the young fellow. He had been in the kid’s shoes before: youthful, ambitious, and with a keen sense of duty. Time had rusted all of those like the briny waters of Earth lapping against an abandoned dock. Now, his duty was to the crew. His ambition was to make it home. Youth had given way to aching muscles and grim apprehension.
Harry held his tablet loose in his hand. His mouth gaped like a fish’s out of water. First trips had a way of doing that. A way of awing people to silence like few other things could.
Ahead, the aurora swirled; colors twisted and pulsed, purples and greens fading into reds and yellows. It stretched a galaxy wide, a galaxy long, a hundred deep. Further than the eye could see, the veins ran.
“Ready for approach, Pop,” first-mate Rory Edwards said. She didn’t look the part of a normal first-mate. She wasn’t male, for one. She wasn’t big and burly with hands that could snap a mutineer’s neck. But she was as sharp as her eyes. A survivor. It wasn’t just due to her near unrivaled years of service that Captain Overmars had made her first-mate—there wasn’t a more qualified candidate amongst them.
Captain Overmars uncrossed his arms. He stroked his thick beard, didn’t turn towards her. Snaking in the distance, coiling and curling like a serpent preparing to strike, the aurora turned to a brackish brown that bordered on black. Rory followed the captain’s gaze.
“That’s not M-47, Pop,” she said, regret tinting her voice.
It wasn’t M-47. M-47 was somewhere here, somewhere near, somewhere between the accessible greens and yellows. M-47 was easy. Barely worthwhile. A playboy element that served no real purpose outside of mansions and uppity bachelor parties.
“How far is it?” Captain Overmars said.
Harry Middleton snapped out of his trance. He jotted a note, glared at the captain and at the first-mate in turn. “That’s not the assignment, Captain,” he said, pointing... keep reading on reddit ➡
I love Egyptian mythology but only recently realised how kinky those fuckers were. Even more interesting is the fact that some of the mythology could be a lesson for gays when it comes to petty rivalry. See, tops have been bottom shaming since the time of the Egyptian gods and it never ends well.
The story of the god Osiris goes that he was murdered by his brother Set, who was a typical power hungry sibling who wanted his brother’s throne. Massive ego, just wanted to have his way. Anyway, Set murders his brother Osiris and tries to get his hand on the throne.
Osiris’s wife Isis though is not having any of it. She was so cunning she ends up reassembling her dead husband and reincarnating him. She brings him back to life but only for long enough to fuck him and get knocked up. Guess she really wanted that dick but that’s one next level bitch right there.
So she gets knocked up, Osiris is dead again, she has a kid, Horus, and sets him up for the throne.
Set, the evil fuck, is not done though. When Horus is a grown man, about to take his father’s throne, Set gets him drunk and seduces him. Kinda hot. Horus, probably one of those straight curious, sexually fluid types, agrees but only if Set gives him some of his godly strength. I mean let’s face it, we’ve all done dumb shit to get that big dick energy, right?
Anyway, Set and Horus have a forbidden fuck session but Set really just wants to shame Horus. Back then, if you were a bottom you were just being used and shamed by the top who was supposed to be dominating you. I’m just a hole, use me, Sir.
But this is where it gets really kinky. Egyptians used to be really hung up about semen. So Set was gonna bareback Horus and breed him. Typical top wants to own his bottom. He tried but Horus was not gonna be his bottom bitch. He catches Set’s load just as he cums and scoops it up in his hands. Should have just given him a hand job.
Horus, used by his own uncle, goes and tells his mother. Kinda fucked up. Isis is beside herself and as we know, that bitch is crazy. She decides to jerk off her son to get his load. Yes, she actually goes there but she has a plan to get revenge.
The next morning Isis takes her son’s load and secretely slathers up some Egyptian lettuce that Set was going to eat. Fun fact: Egyptians considered lettuce to be an aphrodisiac.
Set has no idea and happily chows down his salad, juiced up with his nephew’s cum. Really? Right in front of my salad?!
This is where it gets really interesti... keep reading on reddit ➡