Le Traiteur Marocain

Le Traiteur Marocain, it’s enough to make you want to call your crush habibi. Aaah, the Marché des Enfants Rouges, we hear so much about it on Instagram, but what we don’t say is: what a mess! Seriously, it’s a war to eat there. So when Mattéo and I wanted to find something different and a bit exotic (short of sunbathing on an island), we came across this Moroccan place where the queue moves pretty quickly. So we ducked in and found ourselves in the Traiteur Marocain queue. In just 5 minutes, we’ve ordered, just enough time for you to see everything it has to offer, and frankly, it makes me har… well, no, it makes you hungry. We both opted for a royal couscous, with excellent semolina and lamb that is melting in your mouth, and a really excellent chicken pastilla with a nice cinnamon taste. I must tell you that I was calling Mattéo habibi all afternoon, because the Traiteur Marocain made me travel so much!