Semolina Cake

Harisseh is yet another poor man’s dessert but is quite a favourite among all my four children. Nancy, an older aunt of the family, used to visit us frequently, always bringing with her a tray of harisseh. She would insert an almond in one of the pieces as an unusual gift. My eldest daughter, Mona, always keen to get the gift herself, would gorge herself on the harisseh and force me to intervene discreetly with the aunt, begging her to slip the piece on her plate.