From Street Stand to Staple: How The Horn Began
The Horn Journal
From Street Stand to Staple: How The Horn Began

A Journey Across Continents
The Horn's story begins in the 1990s, when our father came to Nashville from Somalia and sold sambusas out of the back of his van to support our family. Our mom and dad would make them at home, folding and frying trays to sell at the masjid on Fridays.
We grew up helping him with the folding, the frying and the serving. In those early years his sambusas also made their way onto the menus of restaurants around Nashville, one order at a time.
We learned the flavors of home and the art of hospitality, one sambusa at a time.
Rooted in Tradition, Reimagined in Nashville
In 2015, we turned those streetside origins into something bigger: a café built on our family's recipes. Sambusas and Somali chai, made the way our mom taught us, became the heart of The Horn, and a place for the community to come together over familiar flavors and warm hospitality.
More Than a Café
Today, The Horn is a Nashville staple, with cafés on Murfreesboro Pike and on Scarritt Place near Vanderbilt. It is more than a place to grab a bite. Doctors, students, neighbors and families all end up at the same counter. People come for the sambusas and spiced chai, and stay for a welcome that feels like family.
Along the way, our dad even made the cover of Native magazine. Not bad for a man who started with a van and a tray of sambusas.
A Flavor Carried from Somalia
At The Horn, we bring East African tradition together with bold new ideas. Every sambusa and every cup of Somali chai is rooted in our heritage and shaped by growing up in Nashville.
If you are in town, pull up a chair. Sambusas and chai taste best the way they were always meant to be served: fresh, warm and shared.
Taste the story
Bring The Horn home
Kenyan black tea, cinnamon, cardamom and cloves. The same chai we pour every day in Nashville, shipped anywhere in the U.S. Or come see us for sambusas and chai, fresh and warm.


