Tuesday, May 23, 2006


yesterday I was reading a certain blog written by a certain lady wildcat (I keep meaning to ask you about the history of that name) and she inspired me to blog about one of my favorite drinks, yep aha its Arabic coffee, now she claims that it tastes like perfume - subhannallah sis what you on about, it so does not taste like perfume, it taste unique, like nothing you have tasted before (I mean a good taste so no horrible comments about it being nasty). the pic above is by a Libyan artist called ahmed al-murabet, see it even inspires artists.

I remember as a kid we where never allowed to drink Arabic coffee (qahwa arbeeya) and there was always this mystery about it, I admit I used to drink the left overs from the cups when my mum wasn't looking, we where never told why we couldn't drink it it was always a case of 'its not good for kids' ok I can see the wisdom behind not giving a mixture that consists of 99% caffeine to a kid, they wouldn't sleep for like the rest 5 years and can you imagine them running about screaming and being ever so hyperactive, and I was a very hyperactive child I have to say so the boost of caffeine would probably have finished not me of but my parents.

I cant remember when I actually became a coffee drinker, the memory is hazy (maybe cause of the coffee intake at the time lol) but ever since the first gulp I have been hooked, Arabic coffee, nescafe, carte noir, kenco, yeh man bring it on, although I do not drink iced coffee yuk...

the thing about Arabic coffee though is not just the taste people, it's also the culture that comes with it, in my house its a ritual especially in the weekend, come duhr time me or my mum prepare it and sit in the living room and drink it with my dad and its really nice, its a chance to discuss daily things and new things that have happened and to generally bond over a cup of Arabic coffee, its a break from the stress of life and usually one would eat it with ghraybah (biscuity Libyan thing usually topped with an almond) and its sheer heaven, people remind me to do this for you next time your in my part of the world.

another bonus to it is the aroma, wow its really something, even those who don't like drinking it at least love the smell and who can blame them...

lastly for those who are left with an after taste after drinking it there is always the glass of water to drink which is supposed to be served with the coffee, see we think about everything...

oh one more thing, it looks so pretty with the miniature cups and the coffee pot thing mmmmmmmm I want some now,, but I'm at work and I cant boo hoo.

7 comments:

NM said...

A whole blog inspired by coffee, eh if muna was a blogger am sure she would have several about mint tea..you two such oddies.

I cant imagine your parents giving you coffee as a child, me thinkith you had enough hyperactivity issues

Next time am at your neck of the woods i will be sure to pop over am liking the sound of the libiyan biscuit thing...

NATIVE said...

Coffee is brill WA don't let anyone say any different. Am addicted to it myself.....although am constantly told not to drink it. And I love the smell....its just so aromatic.....ok I think I'll stop....I'm starting to freak myself out. Kahwa arabeeya(u like my lil try at arabic...lol) is nice...I love those miniature cups and the little pot....cute!
:)

Unknown said...

Very nice blog and very interesting topics.

Cheers

H

NM said...

very nice blog indeed

white african said...

yeh s sugrah, what was it again, half libyan, quarter bengali and quarter kjsadkhd, lol i crack my self up

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