A small farouj.
A daily ritual.
In 1989, Abdul Rahman Fakieh's wife began preparing him a small grilled chicken every day — marinated in a quiet blend of spices she'd inherited from her mother.
Friends asked. Neighbors asked. Then Mecca asked. So he opened a single shop, then another, and another — never altering the marinade, never trading the charcoal for shortcuts.
Today, three and a half decades later, every chicken on every Tazaj grill begins the same way: marinated overnight, charred slowly, served with the same signature sauces that started it all.
— A recipe we have not changed.