Eating Out

Even as a non-meat eater, the words ‘vegetarian restaurant’ strike fear into my foodie soul. Don’t get me wrong, vegetarian…

“With its low lighting, shabby chic whitewashed interior and wooden chairs, not to mention Jill greeting guests with “Bonsoir!”, you could almost convince me that I was in France.”

“Marrakech – a city of sounds, oscillating through the hot, dry, smoky air from the hoarse but incessant voice box of Jemaa el Fna. Bewitching, enchanting, hypnotising…”