Damasqino also does a mean breakfast. Like, full-on Scottish-Mediterranean fusion. Picture a full English breakfast but with halloumi, olives, and a side of za’atar flatbread. It’s the kind of breakfast that makes you forget about the rain outside. And let’s be honest, Glasgow has a lot of rain.
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Their cakes though? Oh, the cakes. The baklava is sticky, nutty, and sweet enough to make your dentist wince. And the knafeh? That gooey, cheesy, semolina-based dessert that’s basically a hug on a plate. If you don’t order it, you’re doing life wrong. I’m not judging—okay, I’m judging a little.
And the drinks?
You haven’t lived until you’ve had their mint tea. It’s served in those little glass cups, with fresh mint leaves floating like tiny green boats. It’s sweet, refreshing, and will make you feel like you’re in a bustling souk in Aleppo—just with better weather and less chaos.
Also, Turkish coffee. Thick, strong, and with a little bit of sediment at the bottom. It’s the kind of coffee that wakes you up and then challenges you to a duel. “You think you’re tired? Try me,” it says. I love it.
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