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Musakhan isn’t just food; it’s an experience. It’s the kind of meal that fills the room with warmth, laughter, and the irresistible aroma of spiced sumac onions and roasted chicken. Growing up, every visit to my dad’s family in Jordan meant gathering around a big table with my aunt and cousins, tearing off pieces of warm flatbread, scooping up tender chicken and caramelized onions, and sharing stories. It’s the ultimate comfort food, made for eating with your hands and enjoying with loved ones. The word Musakhan literally means “heated up” in Arabic, and that’s exactly what this dish does, it warms your heart and brings people together. Traditionally, it’s all about simple ingredients packed with deep, rich flavours. In this version, I swap out the classic chicken for THIS Isn’t Chicken Thighs, but trust me, once you take a bite, you’ll understand why there’s an old Arab saying that it’s so good, you’ll want to eat your fingers too! Ingredients For the Chicken: THIS Isn't Chicken T...

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