Our story
A garden for those without one
This place, and everything beautiful in it, was not made by an architect's hand or a painter's brush — it was made by a family: a father, a mother, and their children. That is why we called it Al-Hakoura.
On the edge of Kufrabeel village in Al-Koura, between the Barqash forests, the Ajloun cable car and Wadi Al-Rayan, one family built their place with their own hands: stone, wood and trees, and a kitchen that still cooks the way grandmothers cooked. The pantry comes from our land, the bread from the taboon, the coffee from the wood fire.
What makes Al-Hakoura
Open-air seating
Tables among the trees, looking over the valley
Fireplace & brazier
Wood warmth on winter evenings
Private dining room
For family gatherings and celebrations
Farm animals
A corner the children love
Homemade pantry
Oil, za'atar, labneh and jams we make ourselves
Cooked over wood
Clay pots, mansaf and makmoura
