Le Bon Cafe

You're walking down South End towards the station when the smell of cumin and cinnamon pulls you in. Le Bon Cafe does that thing where it feels unpretentious but takes itself seriously—the kind of place where the owner actually cares about the spice balance in their harissa. The room's warm and lived-in, decorated with those little touches that suggest someone's been to Morocco and wants to share it, not perform it. You'll find proper tagines here, couscous that doesn't taste like it came from a packet, and mint tea that comes as an afterthought but tastes like it took thought.