Wow. What a wonderful little place. The food was plentiful, made with love and an a kind of simple honesty that is very rare. That sounds like a weird thing to write, but really, that's what comes to mind. You wouldn't want to come here on a night when you are begrudgingly dining with that neighbour whose jokes force you to practice smiling on route. You want to come here when you are able to be the most sincere and grounded version of yourself. Maybe it's just because there is no booze here, but i think there's more to it than that. There is some great karma going on here and it's too small a room for your emotional baggage to tag along. Come when you're feeling light.
Calamari comes in a fragrant tomato sauce, richly spiced. Mint tea is served in small glasses from silver pots. The couscous makes you say "how come theirs is so much better than mine?", and believe me, I never say that lightly. The menu is very short, and vegetarians are freed from almost all decision making, however the salads are great.