Lablebi & Hargma
Lablebi & Hargma
Lablebi
1 ½ cups dry chickpeas (soaked overnight)
2 tbs olive oil
½ onion minced
2 tbs + 2 tbs minced garlic
2 tsp ground cumin
1 tsp salt
Black pepper
Hargma
3 lbs cows feet (cleaned)
3 tbs tomato paste
1 tbs harissa (more or less depending on how hot you like it)
2 tbs spice mix (combine equal parts garlic powder, fennel seeds, chili powder, black pepper, turmeric to create the spice mix called tabil)
1 tbs salt
For Serving
Day old bread torn into bite size pieces
Pickled vegetables (carrot, celery, cauliflower)
Chopped green onion
Olive oil
Harissa
Soft boiled egg*
Parsley
Cumin
Salt
*Perfect soft boiled egg - bring water to a boil, gently lower eggs into the water and slowly stir. Cook for 3 minutes and then remove from water.
Process
Lablebi
Put the chickpeas and 2 tbs of garlic in a pot and cover with 8 cups of water. Let boil for about an hour (make sure to stir occasionally and add water so it doesn’t dry out and scorch on the bottom)
In a skillet, heat the olive oil and sauté the onion and 2 tbs of garlic, season with salt, pepper and cumin
Once the chickpeas have softened, stir in the onion mixture, adding water as needed so everything is submerged.
Cook on medium/low for 3 hours, stirring and adding water as needed (don’t trust it! The moment you do, assuming theres enough liquid it will dry up and scorch the bottom of your pot).
Hargma
Throw all the ingredients in a large pot and cover with water. Allow to cook on medium/low for 6 hours, stirring and adding water as needed so it doesn’t dry out.
To Serve
Put the torn up bread in the bottom of a bowl (the deeper the bowl the better!)
Add a scoop of chickpeas and a small amount of the liquid.
Scoop on a generous ladle of Hargma sauce.
Top with your choice of harissa infused olive oil, soft boiled egg, chopped green onions, parsley, pickled vegetables and season to taste with salt and cumin
Give it a good mix and enjoy!
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Lablebi with Hargma is one of my all time favorite Tunisian dishes. It’s all about warmth, comfort, and ritual. It’s not something I’ve ever made at home, but something friends and family and I would go get on cold winter evenings when we didn’t feel like cooking. Sitting together to tear up the bread, talking as the spoons scrape the bottom of the shared bowl. Even though I ate it countless times I still have vivid memories of each bowl of steaming comfort shared with those I love.
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