This blog post is dedicated to my sister-in-law, Margaret, who is a fine chef and has a wonderful curiosity about all cuisines.
For my 50th Birthday, on February 25th, Matt and I went to very fancy restaurant. The sort that we could not have afforded in Boston. Maison MK seemed to have my number, as well as my initials. It is British owned and I felt the influence of James Bond movies as much as Morocco.
This (from the floor above) is the room you first walk into.
There is a waterfall filling the pool, with a row of candles making a line of fire above the waterfall. It would all have been a bit intimidating in its over-the-top swoopy luxuriousness if it was not for the big rubber ducky floating in the pool.
We were escorted up to the terrace to enjoy drinks before dinner. The view of the city was great.
Then on to the dining room.
The wine was Moroccan. They don't make much wine, and it was pretty average. But the olive bread and the butter were fantastic.
The first course was Cauliflower, Leek and Saffron veloute
Very nice, with a little olive oil dribbled on top.
This was one of our favorite parts, Stuffed zucchinin on a herb gnocci with butternut squash puree.
Then the main course. Matt got Fillet of beef tangine with prune puree, confit onions and seasonal vegetables.
I had the King prawn and scallop skewers with puff pastry and a parmesan tuille. It was exquisite.
But the star of the show was this. Spiced cumcumber sorbet with minted pineapple lassi with verveine foam. The cucumber sorbet had a hint of mint and was so cool and refreshing, then the spice created a brief sense of heat. Culinary art!
Finally, the dessert was Banana bavarois with cinnamon chocolate ice cream in a honey and nut shell. Wonderful.
Don't we look like Roger Moore and Tanya Roberts on their night off?
Stay tuned for the last, really, cross my heart, last post on Marrakesh: Into the Country
margotkimball@gmail.com
For my 50th Birthday, on February 25th, Matt and I went to very fancy restaurant. The sort that we could not have afforded in Boston. Maison MK seemed to have my number, as well as my initials. It is British owned and I felt the influence of James Bond movies as much as Morocco.
This (from the floor above) is the room you first walk into.
There is a waterfall filling the pool, with a row of candles making a line of fire above the waterfall. It would all have been a bit intimidating in its over-the-top swoopy luxuriousness if it was not for the big rubber ducky floating in the pool.
We were escorted up to the terrace to enjoy drinks before dinner. The view of the city was great.
I guess it was close to 8:00, and we could both see and hear the 40 mosques throughout the city putting out their calls to prayer on their loudspeakers. It was a little unsettling to feel that we were in this Western den of gatronomic pleasure drinking alcohol at that moment.
Then on to the dining room.
The wine was Moroccan. They don't make much wine, and it was pretty average. But the olive bread and the butter were fantastic.
The first course was Cauliflower, Leek and Saffron veloute
This was one of our favorite parts, Stuffed zucchinin on a herb gnocci with butternut squash puree.
Then the main course. Matt got Fillet of beef tangine with prune puree, confit onions and seasonal vegetables.
I had the King prawn and scallop skewers with puff pastry and a parmesan tuille. It was exquisite.
But the star of the show was this. Spiced cumcumber sorbet with minted pineapple lassi with verveine foam. The cucumber sorbet had a hint of mint and was so cool and refreshing, then the spice created a brief sense of heat. Culinary art!
Finally, the dessert was Banana bavarois with cinnamon chocolate ice cream in a honey and nut shell. Wonderful.
And that was that.
Stay tuned for the last, really, cross my heart, last post on Marrakesh: Into the Country
margotkimball@gmail.com
I'm hungry!!!
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