March 31st -- Dinner @ Jebri
Victory...
So post-work drinks here are obviously still a big'un for the expat crowd but what do you do on a Thursday ('s the new Friday) night in Amman if you are 3 G&Ts shy of being an expatoholic? Answer: You go on an urban hunt for Mansaf. The best place, so I'm told, this side of the Wadis, is Jebri. Ideally, you would have eaten nothing the whole day in preparation but luckily, my stomach also functions as a rather spacious butcher's fridge. Mansaf is really the only distinctly Jordanian dish. It is lamb cooked in fermented yoghurt and served with yellow rice.
...and defeat
Having consulted a Jordanian colleague prior to my first taste I got a rather confusing: "It's a very, very nice dish. I hate it." However, after eating mansaf, I think there is more to this statement than mere grammatical error. It is delicious, the yoghurt naturally takes away from the game-y taste of lamb without a mint jar in sight (are you listening lady England?), and rice is always a plus in my half-Asian book, but you can easily overstep your tolerance for such a heavy dish. Think a Bedouin Thanksgiving...
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