Le Grand Bazar Marrakech review: our verdict
A magician moving from table to table, oriental dancers leading the guests, a guitarist singing ballads as the sun sets over the square: at the Grand Bazar, the meal is a show. The setting matches, with thrifted objects, antiques, and hanging lanterns, while the terrace overlooks Jemaa el-Fna, the mosque just across, and the rooftops of the medina.
On the plate, tajines, couscous, and tangia meet freer creations, in generous and well-presented dishes. It's the table for birthdays: the team orchestrates the surprise and the owner watches over the dining room; on match nights, you dine on the terrace before heading down to the cabaret, where a table waits in front of the screen. A rare feat just steps from the square, alcohol is served, including Moroccan cocktails and wines. Not for a hushed tête-à-tête, nor for those struggling with the stairs.
The perfect slot: sunset on the terrace, at the hour of guitar walks. The trap: forgetting that the restaurant and terrace are connected only by stairs, to anticipate with elderly parents. The smart plan: on a match night, book the terrace then the cabaret to chain dinner and screen.



