I was in
Rabat Morocco a couple of years ago. I was by myself doing some sightseeing in the Medina.
It was summer time. Beautiful. And then I walked into this restaurant with a door that is part of the medina
walls. That intrigued me. Also I saw a sign saying Couscous and Buttermilk. (Laban/Lben)
So I walk in and with a serious tone I tell the man in charge behind the counter. "
Hey. I see the picture
of
Mohammed VI on the wall. But I don't see the picture o
f My King. Hassan II. What s going on?"
The poor guy hesitated. Then I smiled and he relaxed.
I enjoy doing shit like that. That is why La Karima
called me
Lehbil. Lemserfeh. ..... God Bless Them All.
The restaurant had a good comeback. "You know
He is not that far. You can go visit
Him"