Kebab Chaos

Written by Cecilia Pou Jové (Williams College), Student Correspondent CET Jordan: Intensive Language, Spring 2018

Today I am writing hungover. Food hungover. CET treated us to a complimentary dinner at Tawaheen al Hawa and it was probably one of the most extravagant meals I have had in my life. Unfortunately, I was so eager to try everything that I ate very much like a blue whale in her third trimester and nuked my digestive system. However, I will briefly narrate my time there.


The appetizer course yesterday. If socially acceptable, I would’ve eaten the hummus like yogurt.

The first course was a beautifully arranged salad composed of julienne-cut vegetables. While I was nibbling on some lettuce, the waiters brought the second course, which I would describe as the appetizer. This mainly consisted of different types of salads and dips; to be quite honest, I have yet to learn the names of everything I ate, but I definitely recognized some dishes such as tabbouleh and baba ghanoush.

The next group of dishes we ate I would define as the “pre-entrée” as it consisted of slightly heavier foods. These included different types of sausage links, chicken wings, and fritters. The MVP for this meal was a fritter that reminded me of an empanadilla with ricotta inside (+20 for nostalgia).

By this point I was already quite stuffed and could easily fall asleep on the lavish, cushiony booths we were on. However, to my surprise, there was yet another course! This course was the heftier kebab platter, as it consisted of grilled chicken and liver, roasted jalapeños, onions, tomatoes, and french fries all topped with a sheer, thin bread I would want as a blanket for my newborn child. I knew I might be pushing the line if I ate more, but the small devil on my shoulder convinced me to continue my descent into gluttony. And so I ate.

After the kebab chaos, I was already rubbing my belly and telling my neighbors that I was having food twins with my rudimentary Arabic. But I decided to have triplets when I saw the desserts. These were primarily small pastries with assorted nut and cheese fillings, as well as chocolate, mango, and vanilla puddings, accompanied by some black tea and coffee. Once I got home, the drowsiness hit me like a bus and I knocked out.

A picture with my loyal companion for the day.

This morning I woke up with an appendicitis-like pain as result of the food. As repentance for my sins, I have been drinking water and chicken broth in hopes that my stomach will forgive me.

If I had to impart some wisdom on prospective CETers, I would say this: Do not eat until you are sick on the first week, because you will probably encounter most of these foods again. Also, pack Pepto Bismol.

Stay tuned for future blogs (and more impressive selfies),