A sip of coffee in Marrakesh
I’m in the busy town of Marrakesh, Morocco. Around here they drink ridiculous amounts of green tea with tons of sugar, but the country is also renowned for their strong, black coffee. A decade has passed since my last coffee in a north African country, so I figured it was about time.
I tried my ordinary order of mezzo. The closest resemblance around here is called “noss noss”. It probably translates into “half and half” which is another name for the brew.
And the experience was, just as Dale Cooper would put it, “a damn fine cup of coffee”.
After the caffeine rush I’m ready for new adventures in Djemaa el Fna, the large square where everything happens.
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You are posting from the future! Coooool!
Have a sip for Clarke!
And you have to teach me that time travelling trick as well.
Time travelling is easy down here, since everybody move in slow motion.
Poor Reine, enjoy your coffee, your orange juice and of course the cous-cous!
…and not to forget, the croissants!
Kaffe kaffe kaffe.
I would also like to add: You bastard. You burn
Did I mention that the pancakes were delicious as well?
Hehe…you are still talking about the Moroccan breakfast? Well I am too…and I still prefer my porridge oats :)
Nice picture though…
الِشعر العربي
Tobban, are you referring to the coffee or the pancakes? Because both are poetry in their own way. :)
;) Haha… U got it Reine.. (Google?)
If I had to choose it will maybe be the pancakes… and, yes, I prefer a nice cup of Earl Grey with loads of “bergamot” oil… even if your coffee sounded just great…
It was quite hard to find any tea other than the mint blend they serve everywhere, but some shops had a fairly decent selection. Brought some kind of green gunpowder blend back home with me.
You forgot to mention the great freshly squeezed orange juice! :-)
Oh yes, Moroccan OJ is the best in the world!
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