At a Death Cafe, Tea and Couscous Make Mortality Easier to Swallow
Posted by Jools Barsky on Dec. 27, 2018, 9:15 a.m.
ON A BRISK NOVEMBER NIGHT, Tagine, a Moroccan restaurant tucked away on a quiet side street near Times Square, is alive with conversation. Nearly 20 people pack in around two tables cluttered with heaping, communal plates of steaming couscous, chickpeas, and yellow lentils. People exchange stories, laughs, and soft wedges of bread dipped in bright green chermoula...