Hello, my name is Vinny, and I love brunch. After neglecting such a delicious part of the week for almost 24 years of my life I started brunching towards the end of last school year. Brunch is not just endless mimosas, or at least it can not be about that in Morocco. Drinks were of the non-alcoholic variety but I wouldn’t have had it any other way, at least not in Africa.
Cannelle, a restaurant in the french part of Casablanca was my favorite tried and true brunch spot. By the second to last week our usual waiter stopped some newbie from giving us menus, a feat that could not have come at a better time. The traditional, the only meal I got in over a year while eating brunch, consisted of a breakfast tagine with dried meat that was kept in and then cooked in lard with 2 sunny-side up eggs, topped off with a few different choices of Moroccan bread. Everyone got three types of bread with each brunch, and each had its part in the meal. The bread could be used as a scoop for the tagine, or a mini sandwich, or dipped in honey. All of this along with fresh squeezed orange juice and a cafe au lait that would time and time again put a smile on my face evened out my favorite time of each and every week. All of the food and drinks came out to 55Dhs ($6). Of the things I will miss about Morocco, this meal will surely be missed the most. (Not counting life-long amigos)