jamilla and fatima. it's chicken slow-cooked, pulled or shredded and folded into an egg mixture.d with blanched almonds, powdered sugar and cinnamon. the whole lot is wrapped in a crepe-like dough. after baking to a golden crispiness, the final touch is a dusting of even more cinnamon and sugar. it's got a sweet savory thing going on, and it's quite tasty. if you get nervous when you go in a room and touch the light switch and the lights don't come on, you shouldn't be in this culture. >> when is that first moment that you thought i could live here? >> i'm still quite unsure about that. i came here first in 1958 when it was quite different. everyone wore may have been dress, but islam still the throbbing motor of life here. i have very tender feelings for morocco and the friendliness and courtesy of the people and the children who, you know -- granddad, like in new england they say. >> i always feel welcome here. i never consider this is mine. it's theirs, and they've allowed me to live here in a very nice way, and i feel recognition. they know who i am. they know who i am. >> th