Oh sweet Jesus do I love living in Detroit. The Arabic population
here thrives, and if it’s one thing that I adore about a culture it’s
their way of making food. When no other cakey or fruit filled dessert
will do, I become peckish for a Byzantine nibble. Though they may
look and taste complex, the makers of these sweets will tell you that
the process is quite simple despite their years of training and their
desire to please without seeming put out.

I bought this tray of baklava and couldn’t wait for the car to
leave the parking lot. Sweet orange blossom honey syrup permeating
every leaf of phyllo and strand of kataifi…. bliss