Knafe. This is the lifeblood of the Arab desserts. There are other pastries, of the baklava variety. But this? This is the stuff dreams are made of.
Creamy, chewy cheese layered between buttery kataifi dough and topped with pine nuts and pistachios, drizzled or smothered with orange blossom simple syrup, knafe is a dessert that speaks of this time of year. Holidays, celebrations, high spirits and great times. It’s a rich, decadent thing, an indulgent expense you make when the family comes together.
I’ll admit, I’ve made knafe before. But I have not made my father’s knafe. And his is just another level of stellar. This Christmas, I took notes and have a general recipe to work from. The cold, cold, depressing months that face us deserve a little something sweet, so knafe will be made again. While I will be away from my family, this will be a dish that brings friends together.
Learning about foods my father and mother make, being able to watch things in action, talk to them, eat with them, that has been the best Christmas present of this year. I am thankful for so much this year, and I hope everyone reading had a wonderful Christmas, happy holidays, a long list of things to be thankful for, and a little something sweet in their last days of 2010.