On the evening of our second day in the North, we drove through twisty mountain roads with spectacular views to a village called Beit Jann. Beit Jann is one of the highest inhabited villages in the country and is home primarily to the Druze people, known for their hospitality.
When we arrived at the entrance to the village on the top of a mountain, as usual we didn't exactly know where we were supposed to go. So we gave our hosts a call and they informed us that it would be impossible to give us directions as there are no real posted street signs in Beit Jann, so they told us to wait at the top of the mountain and they would drive out so we could follow them back to their house/restaurant. After traversing some of the steepest, narrowest roads I've seen, we made it to their home and were seated upstairs in the restaurant portion of the house.
What followed was an overwhelmingly delicious array of 16 mazza (small plates)...various beans, grains, spices, spreads, salads, veggies, lamb, chicken each one a different sensual experience.
I think the above photo speaks to the intensity of the meal and the experience of attempting to devour everything on the table because it was all so good...and of course we failed! But given the amount of food, I think we did alright.
Thankfully, desert was simple and light: watermelon and sweet, sweet cherries accompanied by a light nana tea.
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