Medina (old city), Rabat Morocco - Excellent Dinner in an alleywaySo a Medina is where all the 'old houses' or original city was. Typically walled in for protection and with lots of twisty alleyways. This was the only marker that indicated I was near the place for dinner. A 5 minute walk following this guy really started to get my Deja Vu feeling in high gear. Sure there were no bicycle cabs and whistle calls but still, where the heck was this place and who was this guy leading me there?
All I can tell you for sure is that easily 50% of the people we passed greeted this man formally (assalamu alaikum) and they weren't saying it to anyone else. Don't know for sure who this respected guy was but he did deliver me safely to the restaurant.
Outside wasn't much to look at - inside it was a lush, sensual dining place that normally (although sadly not this night) has Belly Dancing. I figured it would be touristy but locals where eating there. While it was my Hollywood version of a Moroccan place to eat - the food was FAB-U-LOUS. So just when you think Moroc has little to offer, it drops a big old bomb shell and you have to retract (somewhat) and at least give props when there due.
1-Charlie enjoys the atmosphere
2-An interior door - amazing craftsmanship
3-Some mood lighting, dramatic
So if you ever find yourself in Rabat and are hungry (and you will be hungry trust me) - please get into a cab and have them take you to this place. You won't be sorry - not one bit. And with all the rose petals everywhere and the great food, you won't even think for a minute about the smell of...
(yes, its the tea I wrote of in the first post from Day 1 in Rabat...)
All I can tell you for sure is that easily 50% of the people we passed greeted this man formally (assalamu alaikum) and they weren't saying it to anyone else. Don't know for sure who this respected guy was but he did deliver me safely to the restaurant.
Outside wasn't much to look at - inside it was a lush, sensual dining place that normally (although sadly not this night) has Belly Dancing. I figured it would be touristy but locals where eating there. While it was my Hollywood version of a Moroccan place to eat - the food was FAB-U-LOUS. So just when you think Moroc has little to offer, it drops a big old bomb shell and you have to retract (somewhat) and at least give props when there due.
1-Charlie enjoys the atmosphere 2-An interior door - amazing craftsmanship
3-Some mood lighting, dramatic
So if you ever find yourself in Rabat and are hungry (and you will be hungry trust me) - please get into a cab and have them take you to this place. You won't be sorry - not one bit. And with all the rose petals everywhere and the great food, you won't even think for a minute about the smell of...
(yes, its the tea I wrote of in the first post from Day 1 in Rabat...)