In this period of waiting to get to Marrakech I cannot help but keep going back to the pictures It took whilst there. Funny how it is not home yet but I feel homesick looking at them!





The restaurant manager is worth a little mention as well as he was fantastic. But not only that we had mutual friends. Every year we go to a little village called Pegairolles in Languedoc, South of France. A tiny little village that no-one has ever heard of let alone been there. On the edge of Pegairolles there is fabulous little restaurant called Le Temps de Vivre. It was opened a couple of years ago by the ex head chef of Le Jardin des Sans in Montpellier France. Well, this chap from Ksar Char used to be the restaurant manager at Le Jardin in Montpellier and therefore is good friends with the family who now own Temps de Vivre. It was strange to turn up at Ksar Char and talk with mutual fondness about a small restaurant in the back of beyond. A small world.
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