The first stop that we made in Morocco was Tanger. It's right across Gibraltar from Spain after a two hour ferry ride. It's not normally a place where tourists linger as most of them go straight to other places. However, we stayed three nights, and it was very memorable.
We stayed in a cute guest house run by a lovely American couple from NY. It was a tiny dar beautifully decorated, and the hostess made warm scones every morning!
In Tangier, we had one of our best and unique meals of life. It'a a restaurant called "savour de poisson." It is kind of a legendary restaurant. It's too bad that I didn't take any photos, but the food was just amazing. It started with warmed variety of nuts, fish soup, olives and spread, grilled fish, dessert etc etc. They have just one set course menu and nothing else, and it is a simple place. In the middle of the dinner, their famous host, whose nickname is "popeye" (yes, just like the cartoon) came out and started checking on clients. He is a short old man. He also came around to our table and sticked his finger in our fish (!) encouraging us to eat more. It's a small and very friendly place.
After we finished eating and were about to pay and leave. The owner Popeye called me into a small side room. Then, he handed me a jalabi, Moroccan's women's attire. I thought he was going to take a picture for me, so I put it on. Then he said "C'est un cadeau!". I was confused, but he insisted that I wear it and keep it, so I did. He told me that I look like a princess.
I have never been gifted something like this, let alone by a restaurant owner. My great experience eating in this unique place was made even more special. I wore the dress to go back to the guest house and walked in the medina. It felt so excerbrating (I was probably a little drunk also.) M. FR thinks the owner thought I was a young girl, as he saw him giving small gifts to other children in the restaurant.... The jalabi is still with me in the closet, though I have not had any opportunities to wear it since then.
I would go back to Tanger just to eat at this restaurant again.
We stayed in a cute guest house run by a lovely American couple from NY. It was a tiny dar beautifully decorated, and the hostess made warm scones every morning!
In Tangier, we had one of our best and unique meals of life. It'a a restaurant called "savour de poisson." It is kind of a legendary restaurant. It's too bad that I didn't take any photos, but the food was just amazing. It started with warmed variety of nuts, fish soup, olives and spread, grilled fish, dessert etc etc. They have just one set course menu and nothing else, and it is a simple place. In the middle of the dinner, their famous host, whose nickname is "popeye" (yes, just like the cartoon) came out and started checking on clients. He is a short old man. He also came around to our table and sticked his finger in our fish (!) encouraging us to eat more. It's a small and very friendly place.After we finished eating and were about to pay and leave. The owner Popeye called me into a small side room. Then, he handed me a jalabi, Moroccan's women's attire. I thought he was going to take a picture for me, so I put it on. Then he said "C'est un cadeau!". I was confused, but he insisted that I wear it and keep it, so I did. He told me that I look like a princess.
I have never been gifted something like this, let alone by a restaurant owner. My great experience eating in this unique place was made even more special. I wore the dress to go back to the guest house and walked in the medina. It felt so excerbrating (I was probably a little drunk also.) M. FR thinks the owner thought I was a young girl, as he saw him giving small gifts to other children in the restaurant.... The jalabi is still with me in the closet, though I have not had any opportunities to wear it since then.
I would go back to Tanger just to eat at this restaurant again.
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