Welcome home.
An 18th-century house in the heart of the medina.
Old walls, deep quiet, genuine care.
There is an old Arabic word for the way a guest is received: dyafa.
Born in the desert, where taking in a weary traveler was a sacred duty, it lives on in Moroccan life as a point of honor. When you cross our threshold you are not a customer to be attended to, but a guest to be cared for: met with a hot glass of tea, a room prepared with devotion, and the ease of knowing you are held by a house that takes real pride in your comfort.
Our philosophy →
Zahra was super helpful, even with odd requests — my friend was sick and she made us some rice from the kitchen.
A note before you book
A house with three centuries in its walls.
Come as you would come to a home — for the quiet, the courtyards open to the sky, the table set with care. The plaster is soft with age and the doors are heavy; the house is lived-in, and held by the people who live in it. You will feel it the moment you cross the threshold.
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