NottmPostEG published Food Sleuth: Marrakesh Moroccan Bar & Restaurant

No prizes for guessing the origins of the fare dished up at a restaurant named after one of the four great cities of the Berber empire. Yes, Moroccan, the gear you were going to cook in that glazed conical tagine that has yet to emerge from the kitchen cupboard reserved for redundant utensils.
I once had a tagine and never used it. The earthenware receptacle eventually went the same way as the chicken brick and the smoking kit (a tin and some wood chippings, not half an ounce of Old Holborn and