Walking down from the guesthouse I was staying at in Imlil, I stumbled upon a restaurant that was run by a father and son. After some difficulty with my French, I was able to order a chicken Tagine for twenty five dirhams. While enjoying the setting sun over the mountains, I snapped this smokey shot of my dinner being cooked.
Imlil, Morocco (February 2024)
Walking down from the guesthouse I was staying at in Imlil, I stumbled upon a restaurant that was run by a father and son. After some difficulty with my French, I was able to order a chicken Tagine for twenty five dirhams. While enjoying the setting sun over the mountains, I snapped this smokey shot of my dinner being cooked.
Imlil, Morocco (February 2024)