A Tribute to Le Castel

When I was a young child growing up in Tripoli, I used to believe that Beirut and Kaslik were the same place.

Ray7een 3a Beirut lyoum, “We’re going to Beirut today” was what our parents told us when they wanted to take us to Kaslik. In the early 90s the war was over but not quite so over. Things were safe enough to drive from Tripoli to Kaslik, but not safe enough to go all the way to Beirut, and Kaslik had everything.

Kaslik was the best place in the world. It had it all, the glitz, the shopping, the arcade games in Espace 2000, the movie theaters. It was unlike anything I saw in Tripoli back in those days; places with french names and women who dressed like in the movies. My adolescent self especially appreciated the ladies who sauntered around in short skirts and beachwear, a sight I had never seen in Tripoli. I was in heaven.

Le Castel

Le Castel is where my father and I would sit while my mother and sister did their all-day shopping marathons. I hated shopping, and so did dad. Le Castel was our refuge, our Kaslik home away from home. He would drink coffee, smoke his cigarettes and read Annahar. I would eat Chou à la Crème, watch the beach, the cars moving by, and stare at those strange and beautiful people. I had the best time, and this became a tradition.

Even when I grew up and started driving my own car, I didn’t stop going to Le Castel. In my drive from Tripoli to Beirut for university at the end of each weekend, Kaslik was conveniently located in the middle of the road and Le Castel was where I stopped to have a break. I thought I was being more modern than my father because I read the International Herald Tribune instead of Annahar (the IHT came bundled with The Daily Star in those days), I also didn’t smoke and I drank cappuccino instead of espresso. Take that dad, I’m my own man now.

The end of an era

All those memories came rushing through my head when I read today that Le Castel has shut down. I was sad and melancholic, but I understood. In many ways, Le Castel resembles a Lebanon that no longer exists, a Lebanon where people lazily hung around, smoked, read real newspapers and payed outrageous amounts of money for coffee and pretentious patisserie.

It is easy to read too much into the demise of Le Castel. Old residents and cultural conservationists will bemoan merciless and vulgar gentrification and demand some sort of government assistance. The syndicate of restaurant owners will blame the smoking ban for killing the clientele and politicians and bloggers will blame the government for killing the economy.

But I’m not here to explain or to blame; I didn’t find any injustice in Le Castel’s sunsetting. All I wanted to say is that I had some very good time here, time that I hopefully will never forget. But life moves on, and I hope the new place will bring great new memories for a new generation.

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  • http://twitter.com/sarine_b Sarine (@sarine_b)

    Beautifully written!

    • Mustapha

      Thanks, glad you liked it Sarine..

  • http://twitter.com/nova_malvadeza Astrud Regina (@nova_malvadeza)

    A beautiful recounting of your childhood and adolescent hangout. I’m glad you are not bitter about the closing but take it all in stride. All is flux, nothing in this world stays the same, but we will always have out memories so it’s not so bad. Glad to have read this little vignette of yours.

    • Mustapha

      Thank you for passing by Astrud.. Indeed, all is flux and memories is all we have :)

  • Leila Khauli

    Although I had never been to Le castel I could still identify with what you wrote, and as usual I think you have a great style of writing. I always look forward to reading your blog entries

    • Mustapha

      Thanks Leila, you know how much I appreciate your readership..

  • Joe K.

    It’s being converted into a Lord of the Wings branch…
    Great blogpost as usual :)

    • Mustapha

      Oh well, if that’s what people want, why not? :)

  • http://www.blogbaladi.com Najib

    Loved it and shared it all on my blog

    • Mustapha

      Cool ! glad you did..

  • Dania

    I love this post!!! takes me back!! The lebanon we knew is no more that’s true. The scary part is that we’re living the change or transformation, but we dont know what it is exactly. Seems chaotic.

  • http://mayazankoul.com Maya

    What a touching post! Mustapha, that’s a beautiful tribute and I’m with you that we shouldn’t read too much into it. Maybe it was time for it to close – lately every time I passed by it, it was almost empty but I still went there occasionally with my parents because it’s still one of their favorite places in Kaslik.

  • Mustapha

    Thanks Dania and Maya, I guess the key is learning to let go and accepting..

  • http://beirutista.blogspot.com Danielle

    nicely written, Mustapha! i never had the chance to try le Castel, but Chase Kaslik was and remains a classic in our family!

  • Anonymous

    I tried Le Castel once like 10 years back, wasn’t overly impressed by their drinks and never visited it again but nevertheless reading the news made me sad as it was a Landmark in Kaslik, not to mention that some will loose their familiar hang out place and employees loose their jobs

  • Chm

    Gorgeous, pulled at the heart strings, a pleasure to read. Thank you for sharing.

  • Anonymous

    I always look forward to reading your posts. I am deeply saddened by this news and can relate to your story. Le Castel was probably what made Jounieh Jounieh and Beirut Beirut. But Jounieh is booming now and I have to learn to adapt to this change. I wish the best for the employees at Le Castel and hope for a quick recovery.