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.