Not a bad meal at all at Tangierino last night, but not incredibly memorable either. They were pretty backed up and we didn't get seated until after 7:30 (had a 7pm reservation), but they were nice and apologetic about it. I also thought it was interesting that they didn't appear to allow any choices off the Restaurant week menu. We only got that menu, and it looked like the other tables all did too.
Appetizer was choice of:
spinach and goat cheese salad
3 big shrimps in a tomato (almost marinara-ish) sauce
harira (tomato and cilatro) soup
Main course was:
7 vegetable cous cous
lamb on a goat cheese/eggplant croquet, w/figs and apricots
almond encrusted salmon
lemon and strawberry sorbet
(molten? very dense) chocolate cake with a little ice cream.
My girlfriend had the salad, which she said was very good (but she's a sucker for goat cheese) and the cous cous, which was so so. I had the shrimps, which were fine but not interesting at all, and the lamb, which I really enjoyed. We both had the chocolate thing, which wasn't bad, but I could've sworn it said 'molten' on the menu, and there wasn't anything molten about it. (Unless drizzled chocolate sauce on the top counts as molten).
There was also a 2.50 surcharge per person for "entertainment", which consisted of a belly dancer, who was on break for most of my meal. This, I think, was a blessing in disguise though, because I found out during dessert that belly dancing entertainment while you eat is kind of awkward. At least, it's awkward when you're trying to have a nice conversation over dessert with your girlfriend, and the belly dancer is directly behind her.
They have also re-opened the hookah/drinks lounge, for those who care, but it's now officially divided from the restaurant. This lends itself to some confusion: they encourage waiting in there for a table, but you can't take your drink over to the dining area when they finally seat you, plus the belly dancing continued in there, but the people who just patronized the lounge didn't pay the 'entertainment' cover. (does that mean you're supposed to tip the dancer? Does anyone tip her? It seemed like it would be really rude, but she was doing a phenomenal job.)
oh, and after the meal, as we smoked the hookah and watched the dancer, the people who had been sitting next to us in the dining area came in and asked us if we had liked the food. We said sure, but that we were by no means expert judges of Moroccan cuisine. The guy kinda snorted and sat down, and his wife explained that he was moroccan, and that what we had just experienced was NOT very authentic. So there's another opinion on top of mine. But they did plunk down more money on smokes and drinks in the lounge, so they can't have hated it too much.