I must say that we always had very good food, in Morocco. I don’t eat meat, but there were so many tipes of vegetables tajines, and the girls had meat during our first lunch in Morocco – in the place where I shot the photos you see in this post.
We were the only women there. We sat in the far corner, with our guides Ayoub and Abdelghani, and we enjoyed the food, and the company. People would give us quick glances, a guy who played music came to us for a tip, and we had our first mint tea there – in that place where you could take pieces of meat or vegetables and get someone to cook them for you, just outside the door. We ate with our hands, we felt deeply the word “sharing”. Sharing food. Eating literally from the same plate. Drinking a fabulous mint tea, after the tea ritual was done by Abdelghani.
We felt blessed to be able to live the country from inside, with a panoramic view over the farmers community. We were spiritually part of it all, then and there.