The story began from here - in Al Aziziyah – one of the villages of Minya Al Qamh in Sharqiya. A bridge that dates back to the days of the British marks at the entrance of village, despite its questionable structure. In fact, cars are banned from crossing the bridge because its foundation is too weak; it is reserved for walking only. The village has sacred and on going traditions with food. On Wednesdays they eat Hawawshi, on Sundays they eat fish, and on Thursdays and Fridays they eat Mahshy.
The Hawawshi sandwich process begins at the butchers. Every Wednesday, the people of the village will visit their favourite trusted butcher, buy the meat they need, and then marinade it in preparation for Hawawshi later in the day.
Some people like their meat diced in small pieces and others like their meat minced – whatever you prefer really – as long as you eat Hawawshi knowing where the meat has come from!
The marinade is also quite personal. Some people like it with nutmeg, other people like it super spicy. You can either prepare the marinade yourself at home or the butcher can sort it out for you.
Amr Mansy the butcher in the village giving us a little exclusive salt bae and little cumin bae.
When you finish at the butchers, you go to your favourite bakery for the best part.The bakeries are so busy during the Hawawshi days that they’ve installed WIFI and prepared waiting areas for you to sit. You can even order tea!
The bread in the village is slightly different to regular Hawashi bread. It’s very similar to Alexandrian Hawawshi. They don’t make regular baladi bread, they put two layers of dough on top of each other, place the meat in the middle, and then tightly press the edges of the dough.
Because everyone has a different order, the bakers need to mark each person’s order in a unique way. Sometimes with silver coins or knife marks.
When the over opens, we then become overwhelmed by the incredible smell of Hawawshi.
Can you even call this a regheef? It's more like feteer, but this definitely not even the size of a regheef. This scene coupled with the smell is an orgasm on its own.
Brens el laf - everyone here has their own job to do. But this little guy is so skilled that he can wrap you personally in Hawawshi paper despite his young age. He asks every customer exactly how they would like their Hawawshi wrapped up.
After you’re done at the bakery, the entire village will traditionally go to the nile and eat together while some people will prefer to enjoy their Hawawshi at parks with friends and family.
And finally, the Hawawshi. You want some?
The Residents of This Village in Sharqiya Have Been Eating Hawawshi Every Wednesday for the Past 18 Years