First a bit of history. My wife and I live two blocks over, in Gauthier neighborhood of Casablanca. We walked past this place several times thinking it was a night club. One night we saw that it was empty, and the door open, and out of curiosity, we peeked in. We were met by the manager, forget his name, but extremely welcoming, genuine and sincere, and took us for a little tour. The restaurant (not a night club) is beautiful NAUTICAL. All wood, old brass telescope on the staircase to the impeccable bathrooms, and old headgear of old sea divers before the advent of oxygen tanks. What most impressed us were the dining tables, acyrlic covered with seashells, old coins, sand, and small sea creatures imbedded therin. The place is beautiful, so my wife and I went one night and shared a salt-covered fish that the waiter himself die-salted. He took a knife, slit the fish delicately in the middle, and removed the salt-cap, along with the skin and scales, leaving the fish perfectly intact. Absolutely delicious.
I went again last night a with group of people from work, and what most impressed everybody, as it did my first time, was the service. Among the friendlist waiters on the planet: attentive, smiling, genuine. I don't know where they get these guys, or who trains them, but if there was a sixth star I could give them, I would.
I loved it the second time as much as I did the first, which doesn't happen often around the world.
They serve good, stiff drinks, if that's important to you. Just the other day, I was craving chipirones, and they had them. They bring some of the hór dóeuvres in small clay pots. If you never had eel before, this is the place to have them! Looks like angel hair pasta, in perfect garlic sauce.
The menu is titled to seafood, of course, but they have beef too. I didn't notice if chicken was on the menu. The salads we shared were beautiful, and delicious. I had the grilled salmon, although there are plenty of other options on the menu. I looked at two of my work colleagues who were sharing a big dish of fried shrimp and other crustaceons. Damn it looked good.
I passed on the dessert, but those who had them seemed contented.
I'm 59 years old and have travelled the world, and have lived most my life outside the U.S. I've been to lots of top notch restaurants. This is definitely one of them. Congratulations, Casablanca, and the manager who showed me and my wife around when we first peeked in the door!
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