To Grandmother's House We Go
In every culture, grandmothers are revered, respected and loved. And in most cultures they are the gatekeepers to a world of good food and secret family recipes.
It was in my grandmother’s kitchen that I started my search for good food. Among the clatter of her ancient pots and pans I was first introduced to the crunch of the pickle, the aroma of white pillowy rice and the taste of extra virgin olive oil.
I don’t know why many people haven’t spent their idle childhood hours toasting near an oven or whisking egg whites to soft peaks, but I do know that it’s never too late for anything.
It was a stroke of genius that brought Beit Sitti (which literally translates to “my grandmother’s house") to life. Beit Sitti, a little culinary gem nestled in a hill overlooking the heart of Amman is a place where everyone is invited into the proverbial grandmother’s kitchen. People can learn how to cook traditional Middle Eastern fare from recipes that have been passed down for generations.
Last Friday I spent my morning witnessing the preparation of a feast of Arabic brunch delicacies. Surrounded by freshly made hummus and foul, crispy hot falafel and freshly baked manaeesh, I was in brunch heaven. This brunch happens every Friday under canopies of ancient fig and mulberry trees. If cooking isn’t your thing then you can sip ice-cold lemonade and savor the view of old houses and pine trees lining the adjacent hills while you wait for your food.
Beit Sitti hosts daily cooking classes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Guests can choose to cook a full four-course meal from a list of traditional Arabic dishes.
To whet your appetite and sharpen your cooking skills visit: http://www.beitsittijo.com