
the restaurant was deep in the medina. that man met us outside at the car park with his big lamp and led us in.
the manager fo the restaurant. fz's father suggested i marry him then i can marry his food and eat happily for the rest of my life. hahaha :) don't need la right, andrew? i can survive on your ham and eggs for the rest of my life :)
at the dinner table!
look at my chubby cheeks! :) hahaha eating too much in morocco!
the main focus being the lamb :) haha kidding. no idea how this shot happened. must be her dad fooling around with my camera.
uh huh. now wouldn't you be content if you had that led out right infront of you?! by the way. that was just first course. haha :)
we were trying to take a photo of us in the toilet but err. the toilet door was closed because there was this woman in there experiencing a bad bout of diarrhea. hmm i think i spelt that wrong. oh well :)
the restaurant was three storeys. the first storey was mainly for dinning. second storey was a mini bar, for private parties. and the roof garden to host romantic dinners :)
one of the tables. all of them were uniquely decorated. this being my favourite because it was red :) hahahaha
pau