My Lebanese Coffee Love

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Lebanese Coffee,

Something big happened around here sometime early last year.

Okay…it’s not like I got married, or published a book, or traveled to the homeland of Lebanon. Still, it was momentous all the same. Just please don’t laugh:

I started drinking coffee. And now I can’t stop.

I always loved coffee before this recent obsession, but coffee did not love me, so I relegated my coffee-love to adoration of the coffee culture rather than the coffee drinking, and to making it for others whenever possible so I could take in that rich, chocolate-esque aroma. In the days when I did sip a cup here and there, I never really drank the hard stuff; maybe a cup of decaf with dessert now and then. I pointed a finger at the coffee, though, whenever I felt off. I ended up going coffee/tea cold turkey somewhere around 1998.

With necessity being the mother of invention, I made a major exploration of other soothing, warm drinks. That’s when I learned about Lebanese café blanc, or “white coffee.” Heaven in a cup! is what called it, and still do. The Elixir of the Gods!

Lebanese Cafe Blanc,

For my book, I affectionately dubbed my café blanc “Orange Blossom and Honey Tisane.” I considered it the darling of the drinks chapter. The flavor and aroma of this Godly elixir is suitable for calming your inner savage beast, or turning any kind of a day into a better one. Everything about café blanc says: You are alive. Breathe, deeply.

When I started back on the hard stuff, there remained plenty of room for the café blanc (I love all of my bambinos equally!) and then still more room for a full-on, and turns out quite worthy, exploration of way the Lebanese drink coffee.

It isn’t just the incredibly satisfying, ritualistic pleasure of drinking coffee that lured me back in. It was also info like this. With the green light of coffee’s health benefits on, I felt justified to go full throttle. Not for nothing, the probiotics in my daily supplement download also helped me welcome coffee back to my system with genuine Lebanese hospitality: get in here and let me hug you!

Lebanese Coffee,

I remember Sitto making Lebanese coffee on the stovetop in her old world ‘ibrik, a traditional little pot with a narrow opening at the top. Her cousin Elias (really my father’s cousin, not hers, but cousin-love all the same) would stand at the stove with her and they’d speak fast, easy Arabic while she gently stirred the pot of very finely ground coffee with sugar and water, letting it barely boil, and then again to a barely-boil, moving the pot on and off the heat and leaving a beautiful creamy coffee top for each cup. Then they sat down and sipped from little cups that sent the miniature enthusiast in me over the top, while they visited and nibbled and drank a bit of water with it all.

Sitto gave me a shoebox filled with twelve demitasse cups and saucers, in blue porcelain. Where oh where is that set? In all of the moves of the last five+ years, I can no longer lay a finger on it. It has to, HAS TO be somewhere among the stuff, though. I’m a believer.

Lebanese Coffee,

How did Sitto know I’d come around to Lebanese coffee? If not for the incredibly rich flavor (especially when it’s ground to a dissolving powder—“Turkish Grind”—with cardamom) then most definitely for the real meaning of Arabic coffee breaks. The sheer quantity of the set of little cups she gave me imparted her message, which comes to me at this ever-so-opportune moment in life:

Slow it down. Visit with affection if you can. Take a treat (right?). Sip. Breathe. Sip again.

And share it, the coffees and the love, with others.

Want to come over for Lebanese coffee and café blanc?

I’ve got everything ready for you, here and here.




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  1. Ashley says:

    I have never been able to drink coffee black. I have just received my order of this coffee today and I couldn’t wait to try it so I made my first cup this evening. I tried it black to get a good taste of it first before adding any milk or cream but after the first two sips I realized, milk/cream isn’t needed. It’s got such a great flavor. Thank you, Maureen, for making available such amazing delectables. I really appreciate how quickly I always receive my goodies. I Love the packaging and the sweet note. God Bless!

    1. Maureen Abood says:

      Thank you so much Ashley! I’m so glad you love the coffee and your experience with Maureen Abood Market!

  2. Terry says:

    Does the kit include instructions? I wasn’t lucky enough to have Lebanese relatives (good friends though!) but savor all things from the Lebanese kitchen!

    1. Maureen Abood says:

      Absolutely! All of our kits include a recipe card–thanks for asking!

  3. Mary Ann says:

    I love to read your blogs. It brings me right back to my Mother’s kitchen.

  4. Cousin Pauline says:

    The coffee and the Cafe Blanc are both delicious. I grew up with another comforting warm beverage that my Lebanese Mom & Dad called Yansoon (sp?). It was anise seeds boiled in water, then strained in a cup with a bit of sugar. I still drink it and love the soothing aroma. Give it a try.

    1. Maureen Abood says:

      I can’t wait to try this cousin Pauline! Thank you!

  5. Sheri says:

    Ok you got me. I ordered the kit. I could almost smell the blend from your photos! Love coffee – love cardamom! When I’m a little more brave I’ll try the Cafe Blanc! Thanks for your lovely blogs. I enjoy each one and I love your cookbook as well.

    1. Maureen Abood says:

      Wonderful Sheri! Thanks so much for that!

  6. Danielle says:

    I’m not much of a coffee drinker myself, but I cannot resist the aroma of a cardamom-laced Turkish coffee. Sahtein!

    1. Maureen Abood says:

      Sahtein Danielle!