Erbil. The very name hums with the weight of millennia, a testament to human resilience etched into the dusty plains of the Kurdistan Region of Iraq. As the capital, it pulses with a contemporary energy, yet its heart beats within the ancient embrace of the Erbil Citadel. Perched majestically atop a tell, this UNESCO World Heritage site has witnessed the ebb and flow of empires since at least the 5th millennium BCE. Its weathered walls, scarred by time and conflict, stand as silent narrators of history, each stone whispering tales of forgotten kings and bustling marketplaces. It was within these very southern walls, amidst the echoes of bygone eras, that I stumbled upon a sanctuary, a hidden gem tucked away in plain sight: Machko Chai Khana.

A Step Back in Time
Visiting the Erbil Citadel is like stepping into a time machine. As I approached the towering fortress, the ancient walls, carved with intricate patterns and bastions, seemed to whisper tales of centuries past. I could almost hear the echoes of battles fought, empires rising and falling, and countless generations walking the same path. The citadel’s history is written not just in books but in the very stones beneath my feet.
It was amidst this profound sense of antiquity that I discovered Machko Chai Khana. Nestled discreetly within the citadel’s heart, it seemed less like a modern establishment and more like an organic extension of the ancient stones themselves. From the outside, a modest doorway offered a glimpse into its depths, promising a respite from the sun-drenched pathways. Drawn by an irresistible curiosity and the promise of refreshment, I stepped inside, leaving the clamour of the present behind.

A Tea Lover’s Paradise
As a lover of tea, I couldn’t resist the allure of what Machko had to offer. The transition was immediate and enveloping. The air within Machko was thick with a comforting warmth, a blend of the day’s heat lingering within the stone walls and the inviting aroma of brewing tea. My eyes adjusted to the soft light, revealing a space that felt both intimately cozy and deeply connected to its historical surroundings. Handwoven Kurdish rugs, rich in colour and intricate patterns, adorned the floor, muffling the sounds of the outside world. Vibrant tapestries, depicting scenes of Kurdish life and folklore, hung on the aged walls, adding splashes of colour and storytelling to the atmosphere. It was a space that felt lived-in, loved, and utterly authentic.


As a devoted admirer of tea in all its myriad forms, I was immediately drawn to the promise of what Machko offered. Tea, in this part of the world, is more than just a beverage; it’s a ritual, a symbol of hospitality, a moment of shared humanity. Without hesitation, I requested a traditional Iraqi chai, the spiced elixir that flows through the veins of Kurdish culture, offered with a generosity that warms you from the inside out.
Sipping on History
The steaming istikan (traditional small, stemmed glass) arrived swiftly, perched delicately on a small saucer. The fragrant steam that curled upwards carried the intoxicating scents of cardamom, cloves, and a subtle whisper of cinnamon. It was an aroma that instantly felt familiar and comforting, a sensory embrace that spoke of home and hearth. Taking my first sip, I was met with a gentle warmth that spread through me, a velvety smoothness that was both soothing and subtly invigorating. Unlike some of the bolder, more assertive chais I had encountered, this one possessed a delicate balance, a nuanced sweetness that lingered on my palate, inviting another sip. It was easy to understand why this particular brew held such a cherished place in Iraqi hearts.


Seated there, cradling the warm glass in my hands, I was struck by an overwhelming sense of connection. This wasn’t just a tea house; it was a vantage point from which to absorb the weight of history. The very walls that sheltered me had witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations. They had stood firm as the mighty Assyrian Empire held sway, had echoed with the marching boots of Alexander the Great’s armies after the pivotal Battle of Gaugamela just a stone’s throw away in 331 BCE. The Silk Road, that ancient artery of trade and cultural exchange, had undoubtedly snaked its way past these very foundations. The citadel had endured the ebb and flow of countless powers, the shifting sands of time leaving their indelible mark. And here I was, a humble traveller, sharing a simple cup of tea within this enduring narrative of human existence.
Erbil’s ancient history wasn’t confined to dusty textbooks; it breathed in the very air around me. I imagined the bustling life that once filled the citadel’s narrow alleyways, the merchants hawking their wares, the artisans crafting their trades, the laughter and tears of generations echoing through these same stones. Machko Chai Khana, though a haven of quietude, felt like a living thread connecting the past and the present. After hours spent wandering through the citadel’s fascinating museum or exploring its labyrinthine pathways, Machko offered a perfect sanctuary to pause, reflect, and allow the weight of history to settle in, accompanied by the comforting ritual of tea.
More Than Just Tea: Hospitality & Culture
Yet, Machko Chai Khana offered more than just a delightful brew and a historical setting. It was the genuine warmth and hospitality that truly elevated the experience. Tea culture in Iraq is deeply intertwined with the act of welcoming and connecting. It’s a gesture of goodwill, an invitation to share stories and build bridges. The staff at Machko embodied this tradition wholeheartedly. Their smiles were genuine, their eagerness to share insights into the citadel’s rich past, the intricacies of tea preparation, and their own personal connection to Erbil was truly heartwarming.
I found myself engaging in conversations with both locals and fellow travellers who had also sought refuge within Machko’s welcoming embrace. Stories were exchanged, travel tips were shared, and laughter filled the air. The atmosphere was a delightful tapestry of cultures, woven together by the simple act of sharing a glass of chai. Strangers became momentary companions, united by the universal language of hospitality and the shared appreciation for this ancient place.
A Must-Visit for Tea Lovers & History Enthusiasts Alike
Machko Chai Khana is more than just a tea house; it’s an experience that lingers long after the last sip. It’s a place where the past and present intertwine seamlessly, where the simple act of drinking tea becomes a profound connection to history and culture. For anyone venturing to Erbil, particularly those who are drawn to the whispers of time and the comforting embrace of tradition, a visit to Machko within the Erbil Citadel is an absolute must.
So, the next time you find yourself wandering through the ancient pathways of Erbil’s citadel, take a moment to seek out the unassuming doorway that leads to Machko Chai Khana. Sit back on the handwoven rugs, breathe in the fragrant aromas, and allow yourself to be transported through the layers of history with a warm istikan in your hand. It’s an immersion into the cultural heart of Erbil, a place where the stories of the past flow as smoothly and invitingly as the spiced chai in your glass.

Tea per se is not just a beverage but an essential pot for discussion/ adda and if the ambience is historical then the indulgence becomes memorable.
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Quite right. Thanks, Aranjit.
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Thanks, Aranjit. Tea is more than just a drink; it’s an emotion, a culture. And when shared with friends and companions, it becomes an experience on another level.
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Loved the juxtaposition of travel and history and food (beverage in this case). Stay safe. The region is in turmoil once again 😦
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Thanks, sir.
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Tea is wonderful
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Yes, tea is always good.
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wow must have been great trip. Loved reading about it.
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Yes, son. It was a great trip.
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