anthony: abdullah is just waiting for you right when you come stumbling out of café baba. coincidence or not? you be the judge. george: ketchup and mayonnaise, everything. anthony: ketchup and mayonnaise? sure, why not? condiment options i would be hard pressed to turn down at this precise moment anyway. george: that s a lot of mayonnaise. it s a good munchie. anthony: dude, that s awesome. i ll have 12 more. what do harvard graduates
all the ingredients. then, mix. last, you roll the entirety of the mixture into a ball and either refrigerate or dig right in. of course, network standards and practices prohibit me from even tasting this delicious and reportedly mind-altering treat. i m guessing, anyway. so until i see chris, john, and wolf doing bong rips in the situation room, i will of course, abide by these rules. because that s the kind of guy i am. there is one particular café in the heart of the kasbah that has drawn in foreign dignitaries, rock stars, aristocrats, and artists since it opened its doors in 1943. café baba.
there s a lot of mediterranean attached to this town. and also the history, people hear a story about tangier that it was. like when i first came in the 60s everybody said to me, you came late. tangier. [ laughter ] anthony: it s right. abdelmajid: now i am saying the same thing as these young now, too. they come and they say wow. i say, no. anthony: what was better about those days? abdelmajid: well, if you see, for me at that time, i was young and it was the boom of hippies. and it was the destination. café baba, you meet bob dylan, you go, you catch dylan, and the parties was going on. i miss these kind of parties. people fly from everywhere to the party and they make the whole town move. a blue and white party. a white and gold party. a hat party. you know, it s amazing. and you see people come in with amazing hats, like a cage with a bird. extravagant hats, you know? it s, like, people put so much energy and time into these
sweet mint tea and a thick, slow-moving haze of smoke that smells like my dorm room, 1972. anthony: good evening, hello. george: hi, i m george. anthony: this is george bajalia and zineb benjelloun. thank you for having me. george: yeah. welcome to café baba. anthony: i should say right now, i have no direct knowledge or awareness of either george or zineb smoking any illegal substances nor do i have any contemporaneous recollection at this time of me doing anything untoward in their presence, because that would be like wrong, dude. uh, some tea. george is here on a fulbright scholarship, and zineb is an artist from rabat. others in the room, however, well, don t give me that innocent look, you young punks. i know somebody in here s smoking reefer. anthony: so how stoned are people here? zineb: well, we can ask. [ laughter ] just ask. george: just ask someone. anthony: uh, you know, you re not getting totally ripped here? george: no, it s a functional
it is. when you get here, you, uh, if you know morocco, you feel that you re in morocco, but you re not. there s a lot of mediterranean attached to this town. and also the history, people hear a story about tangier that it was. like when i first came in the 60s everybody said to me, you came late. tangier. [ laughter ] anthony: it s right. abdelmajid: now i am saying the same thing as these young now, too. they come and they say wow. i say, no. anthony: what was better about those days? abdelmajid: well, if you see, for me at that time, i was young and it was the boom of hippies. and it was the destination. café baba, you meet bob dylan, you go, you catch dylan, and the parties was going on. i miss these kind of parties. people fly from everywhere to the party and they make the whole town move. a blue and white party. a white and gold party. a hat party. you know, it s amazing.