leaving the scene of the crime

thank you, my sea

And thank you dear ocean, for such lovely gifts! Fire, fish, salt, and lemon— is there a finer combination of ingredients? Well maybe some olive oil and garlic too...



Dare I say it? Morocco's seafood might have Turkey's beat— but then, I'm a real sucker for sardines...

white and blue

There's something birthday cake-like in all that white with blue trim— well maybe a cake that's been nibbled at...

that blue!

from a rooftop in larache

Larache is quickly becoming our favourite weekend getaway— it's only about two hours north of Rabat, on the way to Tangier. Though there's a seedy element to the town, we've found a lovely place to stay, beautiful wetlands to explore, and delicious seafood.



Larache was once home to the French writer Jean Genet, whom I have yet to read— although these trips north have certainly piqued my curiosity. It seems the town is a point of pilgrimage for writers and French tourists, some of whom will stop at nothing to dig up information on Genet's personal life— we've heard some interesting stories...