Classic Middle Eastern dessert, hammered directly with rich pistachios and almonds, stacked in crispy, flaky layers of golden phyllo. Citrus rose syrup soaks everything until it’s sweet enough to make dentists cry. Every bite’s a straightforward hit of nutty crunch, syrupy sweetness, and buttery pastry—total overload for sugar and nut lovers. Decadent as hell, not meant for calorie counters. Served proper, four pieces per order, zero fake stuff. You want real baklava? This is it.