Along the Kenyan coast, food is never rushed. Rice is layered with saffron and slow-baked into biryani. Fish is smothered in creamy coconut and simmered until the sauce sings. Cardamom, cloves, cumin and pili pili are toasted whole, then ground fresh - because that's how our grandmothers did it.
When we moved inland, we missed those flavors more than anything. The warm smell of pilau on a Sunday afternoon. Charcoal-grilled mshikaki from a roadside jiko. Mahamri and spiced chai for breakfast. So we built a kitchen that could bring all of that home.
"Chakula ni upendo." Food is love. And we cook every plate like we're feeding our own family.
Today, Amaya's serves Kilimani and the surrounding neighborhoods with fresh, traditional Swahili cooking - made from scratch every morning, delivered hot to your door via WhatsApp. Karibu sana.