Ghraybeh, A Childhood Favorite
Ghraybeh is one of those desserts that as soon as I see it, smell it immediately transports me to a sacred memory that I hold dear to my heart.
It takes me all the way back to when I was 10 years old, visiting my grandma in Syria with my parents & lil sis & bro. We would drive from the Damascus airport all the way up the mountain to an area called Bloudan where we had our family home where a long staircase would lead you up to a fruitful garden with interesting statues including that lion which seemed so much bigger back then!
We would run up to greet the family and as we settle down immediately that delicious sweet black tea is served as a big box of Ghraybeh is passed around. Every bite of that Ghraybeh would immediately melt in your mouth, simply heaven on earth.
It’s nearing a decade since I last visited Bloudan, but that memory still stays as crisp and as clear as ever, feels like I’ve never left at all. Now it’s time to prepare a hot pot of black tea & bake a batch of Ghraybeh, and I’m transported once again.