Hush-puppies and Taco Stands Middle East Style!

I suppose I would have to label myself a foodie. As my ever-changing waistline proves, I like to eat. And, perhaps more importantly, I like to eat good food. But good food does not necessarily mean expensive food. More often than not, I find the tiny little hole-in-the-wall spot favored by locals will give me the tell-everyone-I-meet-about-it experience I long for. These are the places with five items on the menu - and all of them some variation on the same food. The places where your food comes in some form of paper - wrapped up, in a greasy bag, or, if your lucky, maybe on a sheet of paper in a molded plastic basket. The table and chairs, if there are any, are also molded plastic - stackable - so they can be taken off the sidewalk or out of the alley at night as the only room around this dive is public space.

These are the places you normally walk by when visiting a foreig
n land thinking they are unsanitary, unsafe, and unwelcoming. But aren't they surprisingly reminiscent of the sandwich shop down the street from you at home that has been in the garage of the same house for fifty years. Or the taco stand with a take-away window on the corner that is only open for lunch. Or that kitschy little breakfast place in the middle of your residential neighborhood that always has a line out the door. Often we flock to these places in our own communities but for some reason we pass them by when out of our safety zone. Or, some of us do. I look for them. I hope for them. I seek them out. And, most often, I am so happy with the result I go back. Night after night.

Well Jordan has not disappointed me. Even during Ramadan, these holes-in-the-wall are thriving. For as soon as the sun goes down, the fasting stops, and the eating begins!

Food in Jordan is fairly traditional Middle Eastern fare. Lots of hummus with fresh cucumber, tabouli, babaganoush, and lamb. But there are also some dishes we Westerners often miss out on.

As a staple of the traditional diet, chickpeas are used in a variety of ways. Hummus is perhaps the best known, but then you have the felafel - the hush-puppy of the Middle East! Ground chickpeas are combined with spices and then fried to a golden brown in shallow oil filled pans. These can be found at every turn - from the fanciest five star restaurant to the street vendor on every square. And each and every cook has his own twist. Some are purposefully small to give you more crisp golden goodness in every morsel. Others have chili powder added to the mix to give you a warm spicy finish.

The best known place in Amman for these treats is Al Quds on Rainbow Street. For almost 50 years Al Quds has been dishing up felafel sandwiches each night to the patrons of this main drag. Your choices are "basic,"" regular" and "super." The difference being the condiments added to your paper and foil wrapped treat. The "super" is a sesame roll spread with lemon tahini and filled with golden fresh-from-the-oil bite size felafels along with fresh tomatoes, red onion and lettuce - all for less than $1. As a late night snack you can't beat it - you may even go back for a second!


If felafel is the hush-puppy of the Middle East - Shwarma is the carne asada taco of the region. And the best "taco" stand in Amman is Al Reem on Second Circle. The line in front begins just before noon, slacks up only slightly during the late afternoon, and then goes full on until late in the night. The skewered slices of lamb rotate across a open flame front and center at Al Reem. The shwarma "chefs" dance around one another slicing the lamb, grilling onions and tomatoes and filling soft warm pita bread to the delight of the anxious patrons. A white bag means no onions. A red bag has tomatoes. And a yellow bag - my bag - has both! A "double meat" will set you back about $1.25 and is the size of a small burrito. Just like Al Quds - if you're really hungry you may want to splurge and spend $2.50 and make a meal of it. A cold beer would finish both of these off perfectly - but alas - you'll have to settle for a cold coke as, for obvious reasons, there is not a beer to be found. (At least not out in the open!)

For dessert go downtown to Habibeh for Palestinian kenafah. This back alley institution is always crowded. Pay for your serving outside in the alley and then force yourself through the throng and make your way to the counter with your order sheet held aloft. Pretty quickly - if your forceful enough - you be rewarded with a plate of hot, sweet, gooey cheese covered in fine golden strands of pastry - almost like shredded wheat - topped with a warm rose water syrup and crushed pistachios. Heaven!



While I have occasionally complained about too much hummus - my time in Jordan has been good to me in terms of food. It is always fresh, always well prepared, and always served with hospitality the region is famous for.