Syria: More food

Most of our time in Syria we stayed at cheaper backpacker hotels, although nice and clean ones. Most of these hotels served the breakfast on a metal tray (charming, I imagine that is what you get in prison) with freshly baked bread, hardboiled egg, olives, butter, jam and a fruit. And tea or coffee with that. One of the hotels, which was a little bit more lika a B&B, served breakfast in the family dining room, and without the metal trays. Instead we had fresh smoothies, a few different kinds of Syrian pastries, baguettes and lots of different toppings. And hardboiled eggs of course.

B&B style brekkie

When we stayed at Beit Zafran, the nice hotel, the breakfast was amazing. My stomach was not great so I only had a little, but Christopher ate and ate.  

We sat on the rooftop terrace, that was covered, but the sun was still shining on us. It was only us and another two people having breakfast late, and the service was outstanding. Outstanding. The freshly squeezed orange juice was served in champagne flutes, and we had the choice of tea or coffee. We chose tea, and as soon as we had a sip or two the cup was refilled. They probably refilled our teacups six times in half an hour. The bread basket was filled with sliced baguettes and croissants straight from the oven. We had a croissant each and then new fresh ones appeared.

Apart from lots of different cheeses, vegetarian paté and jams, there was fruit slad, Syrian semolina, olives, dips and sauces, and probably a lot more. I forgot the camera in the room, and my sunglasses, but I hope the description will do. It was lovely!

The chef who we had cooked with a week before came to say hello and chat a little. A nice touch, and all of the staff seemed genuinely nice. 

When we didn’t order mezze in nice restaurants, we went crazy for the schwarma. So tasty! The crispy outside is the best bit. The best schwarma place we found in the otherwise quite boring town of Hama. We just stumbled upon it, saw how popular it was and were not disappointed! Second best was a place behind the Umayyad mosque in Damascus. They recognised us in the end and let us pay after we’ve eaten instead of before, because it was quite likely that Christopher would have a second one.

Some days we planned poorly and couldn’t find lunch when we were somewhere remote, so we always tried to have some snacks in our bags.

We also tried Western food. When my stomach was really bad I thought food I was more used to would upset my stomach less. We found a nice Italian restaurant that was recommended on a blog, so we had pizza. It was really nice, but a bit too cheesy.

This is the last blog post about Syrian food. For now. I’ll come back when I have started cooking Middle Eastern food myself. 

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