Sweet memories

This is for my dear friend Cleo, back home in London, we would meet up every few months for an Italian lunch followed by extravagant, buttery pastries and coffee at patisserie Valerie. Over lunch we would talk about the past , the future, travel, family, Morocco and of course food. Cleo loved to talk about her fond memories of Morocco on visits with her family, having been bought up in London she savoured the taste of Moroccan food and life, she hasn't re-visited the country for a long time and we always discuss my visits to Marrakech at length, marvelling at the changes over the years.

 Cleo was one of the first people i told when i made the decision to move to Marrakech, i felt her joy and happiness for me instantly, i also felt sadness at the thought of no more lunch dates or pastries with her anymore something i miss so much, but i know she is only an email away and reading this blog waiting for some new pictures and updates.

While eating a plate of the famous Moroccan pastries and a hot cup of sweet tea i think of her, Kaab el Ghazal ( gazelle's horns ) are her favourite as i remember and turning out to be one of my favourites also.

For you Cleo

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