118 East Broughton Street
Historic Downtown Savannah, Georgia 31401
I’m not sure why I have been thinking about this restaurant so much. As you enter, you are surrounded by a swirl of deep rich colors and soft, plush decor. It is, in a word, decadent. The ceiling has disappeared under a drape of gold and maroon fabric that cascades down the walls. The seating is low to the floor — soft couches and upholstered Moroccan stools.
We were intrigued by all aspects of this place. My mother-in-law, Rachel, ordered something with rice or potatoes. Ron ordered something exotic . I ordered Chicken and Caramelized Apricots (surprise!). The food was fantastic. The vegetables were fresh, the lamb and chicken tender, and everything was seasoned with some of my favorite spices — saffron, cumin, and paprika. However, my favorite menu item was the ‘Festival of Moroccan Salads’. A festival!!
Now, for the entertainment portion of the evening. We were graced by the presence of a palm reader. I remember her long, flowing skirt and large jewelry, but most of all, her dark, dark eyes. Every inch a ’gypsy’. She sat at our little table and told us tales of the future. I don’t remember too many of our soothsayers predictions, but she did say that Rachel would meet a love interest that lived very close by in the near future. I think we all agreed that was not going to happen. Lots of fun. I must say that the belly dancers were the highlight of the evening. Beautiful women moving rhythmically to the sound of drums, flutes, and tambourines. Such lovely bedlah costumes — sculpted beadwork and intricate overlays, diaphanous chiffon skirts and veils, fringed hip scarves covered with paillettes. There were flashes of sequins everywhere – on their hands, in their hair, at their necks, on their feet. A beautiful and surprisingly athletic form of self-expression. We had a wonderful time and thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience.
Definitely worth stopping by . . .