I am Algerian, but I was raised in Canada. I went back to Algeria for a big part of my formative years, then returned here after graduating. A lot of Algeria still lives in me, in how I eat, how I cook, and what I expect food to feel like at the table.
A year ago, I noticed that life here made me soft around the edges and I needed to get back in shape. It coincided with the rising trend of high-protein low calorie foods. I set out to make my version of couscous that was completely utilitarian. I made it and kept chasing macros, and to be honest, it was bad.
I realized taste only came when I stopped making it entirely for protein, so I did as any true Algerian would, and went back to my grandma for advice.