Last Sunday, in Morocco, living a Travelife, we drove from Fes to Marrakech via a highway that passed by Rabat and Casablanca.
All in all the drive took about six hours, but it was very comfortable as we had a good driver and the Travel Companion had booked the best possible car in Morocco.
THE BEST RESTAURANT IN CASABLANCA
By the way, he hates it when I use the word “best” so I’m putting it in this blog just for him, in case he decides to read this.
But it really is the best car to tool around Morocco in. No kidding. We get the best treatment everywhere, when we drive up in this car he chose.
RICK’S CAFE IN CASABLANCA
On our first day in Morocco, we’d also had lunch in Casablanca. But on that first day, I’d dragged him to Rick’s Cafe in the old part of town.
Yes, I knew in advance that it was a tourist joint inspired by the movie Casablanca — but for me it’s one of those places you just have to see, even if you know it’s a tourist joint.
It’s really pretty and it gives you a good idea of how a lovely building might have been in old Casablanca.
AS TIME GOES BY IN CASABLANCA
Unfortunately, he’d had a lousy hamburger here, whereas I’d had a passable pasta — and that made a world of difference. As he is way into food, he has not let me forget yet how I’d dragged him to Rick’s Cafe to have a mediocre hamburger for our very first meal in Morocco.Our driver is very amused by this ongoing conversation, by the way, about a lousy hamburger in Casablanca.
WHERE TO EAT ON A WEEKEND
So in Casablanca once more last Sunday, we went instead to a very local place which is also perhaps the most fashionable restaurant in the city.It was certainly full of beautiful people that day.
There were also lots of big families looking like they were having a wonderful time. And so many of them were having the lobster pasta for a first course, making me wish I’d ordered this as well instead of a less calorific lobster salad.
LUNCH AT LE CABESTAN
The restaurant is called Le Cabestan in an area called Corniche. If you look online, not all the reviews are good. But locals speak of it with great affection as an institution that’s been around for a while, and a favorite hangout of the chic people.
It was very stylish, and I was very glad we went here because we had a great view of the sea, a pretty nice meal, and we got to see how certain people in Casablanca spend their Sundays.
We had oysters to start, and then I had an excellent gazpacho.
The Travel Companion had his usual club sandwich while I had a very good lobster and mango salad.
PROFITEROLES FOR DESSERT
We always share dessert, and I usually get to choose — so I ordered the profiteroles simply because it said something like “the real profiteroles” in French on the menu.
Doesn’t this sound pretty intriguing?
This was a very good call, and a great way to end a nice Sunday lunch in Morocco, living a never-ending, and never-endingly eventful Travelife.
