A Morning in the Kitchen
Cook alongside the woman who feeds the house. You choose the spices, fold the pastry and lay the table, then sit down to everything you made.
Beyond our walls is a Marrakech we know intimately. Gather the days you want, choose your dates, and book them in one place. Staying with us or not, you are very welcome.
Cook alongside the woman who feeds the house. You choose the spices, fold the pastry and lay the table, then sit down to everything you made.
The bathing ritual as the house keeps it. Black soap and warm water, rhassoul clay, then an hour of being entirely cared for, finishing with argan oil pressed in the Souss.
Our chef lays a long Moroccan dinner in the courtyard, for two or for everyone you have brought with you. You choose the table, we see to the rest.
Out to the stone desert as the heat softens. A short camel ride, dinner under canvas, and music around the fire while the stars come up.
Up before the city wakes, lifted over the plain as the sun comes over the Atlas. Forty five minutes of complete quiet, then breakfast laid on the ground.
Our guide has walked these alleys his whole life. He takes you past the doorways the maps never mark, through the dyers and the spice men, at the hour the light falls best.
An hour and a half through the palm groves on the edge of the city, helmets on and the dust rising, with sweet mint tea waiting in the shade.
An hour from the red city and a world away. A walk among the walnut terraces, lunch with a mountain family, and the peaks of Toubkal over your shoulder.
South to the first folds of the Atlas, where the river runs cold and the air turns green. Tea with a family along the way, a walk up to the Setti Fatma falls, lunch beside the water.
The long road east to Erg Chebbi, where the dunes turn copper at dusk. A night in a private camp, a camel into the sand at first light, and a silence you will remember.
A shorter road south to the edge of the sand. A private tent, a camel at golden hour, dinner and breakfast beneath more stars than you have seen.
A private car and a familiar face waiting at arrivals. From the runway to the riad door, not a word of negotiation.
Take the whole house and we will shape a celebration around it, from a quiet proposal to a three day wedding. A dedicated planner, and the little black book of the city.