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Before coming to Jordan, I was aware of -- and, I thought, prepared for -- legendary Arabic hospitality. Boy was I wrong! The food was amazing, without exception. And even an allegedly small snack got turned into a copious multi-course feast. These people don't mess around. And they don't take no for an answer.
Y'all know I suffer for my art, but the dinner that capped off our team outing in Amman tested even my limits. It was redonkulous.
I blame these two:
Adnan, our gracious host
the lovely and talented Rawan, our handler
After a brief tour of Amman, the team got dropped off at the Amman Marriott. Apparently the restaurant we were headed to didn't serve alcohol, so we were instructed to get liquored up at the piano bar. Amidst the
snark teambuilding banter, the strains of various showtunes floated up from the lounge. Also a little Metallica. Lemme tell ya, you just haven't lived until you've heard "Nothing Else Matters" as interpreted by a Jordanian piano player in a long red dress.
Onward to the restaurant! Rajeen is a phenomenal Armenian restaurant located in the heart of Amman's entertainment district. Siderant: Why are there no Armenian restaurants in DC?? In a town that has more Ethiopian joints than Addis, and even covers cuisines like Burmese and Afghan, why no Armenian? That's just criminal.
As with most meals in Jordan, the feast started with a number of small plates, dips, and awesome bread.
We didn't order off the menu, so I must confess that I have no idea what most of this stuff was. It was just om-nom-nommy. And the dishes kept on coming!
With a brief stop for this digestive...
Annnnnnd then a whole batch of desserts. Ooof.
Bonus points to any foodies out there who can correctly identify any of these dishes. All I know is that we ate till we nearly exploded. It was deliciously grueling.
Overheard on the ride back from our team dinner in Amman:
"There's no democracy when it comes to food in Jordan!"
Epicurean despot. It's not only a great name for a band (or maybe a Food Network show) it's also how they do things in Jordan.
For more mouthwatering travel food photos, check out Wanderlust & Lipstick's WanderFood Wednesday.