My first recollection of a bagel is derived from lady “Hazelnut”. As a teenager and a guest in her house, she introduced me to an onion bagel with cream cheese. The experience was delicious at best, but when I asked … Continue reading Hazelnut, a bagel & Schmear
Reema’s mom had fretted and scowled at her dish claiming it was “still not right” “I don’t care if it’s not right,” I whispered. “That is the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.” “I think it’s what angels … Continue reading Crisp & golden as an apple.
Would you like to taste the best Jalebi ever? Now there was a theory I was intrigued by, even though I was never a persistent fan of this coiled & sugary sweetmeat. My husband “Ash the Brainiac” has a revolutionary … Continue reading Jalebi: fried strands of sugar
I love to sleep. My life tends to fall apart when I’m awake, you know? I can sleep anywhere and the next minute I am reborn. This tendency to become Rip Van Winkle may seem like a bizarre activity. Imagine, … Continue reading Sleepless in Seattle
Personal Reflection The art of portraying and managing yourself in a professional environment is so important. I had the opportunity to attend such a session which tested my ability & reactions. A reflection of my journey is mentioned below. “It … Continue reading Mind hunter of personality tests
Some days you get up and you already know that things aren’t going to go well. Signs! They’re the type of days when you should just give in, put your pajamas back on, make some hot chocolate and stay in … Continue reading You finally guessed my favorite, Hot chocolate!
I always had an aversion to whiskey. I would rather be someone constantly drunk on books. Most men (specifically my husband & my father) love whiskey and claim it demands appreciation. I may not be intimately familiar with whiskey as … Continue reading Ain’t worth the whiskey
Dear Mother, You have unceremoniously ruined spaghetti for me. My mother concocts the best spaghetti is not a myth. It’s a timeless and simple work of art. She never had to resort to squeamish phrases like “squiggly spaghetti is ready, … Continue reading The art of spaghetti
Let’s make it clear, I don’t understand or share your sentiments about tea-drinking. I am more eager to spill the tea. To me, a cup of tea would not restore my normality. My parents can’t do without their freshly brewed … Continue reading Spilling the tea & coffee
More than words at times, pictures can tell a tale that inspires the soul. In this case however the yummy was inspired to eat ravenous portions of delectable treats. We decided to visit the borough market in London and we … Continue reading The food markets of london
I became an Ethiopian food convert. As a person, I love having new experiences. Most of the time, these are experiments I generally am slightly apprehensive about. The hesitation is more internal than external. This year, I realized I must look outside my little bubble and explore new circumstances. I started with a more enhanced bucket list. The list is long & will probably never end, but that is the thrill of it. I solemnly swear not to postpone. Let me start off by relating an experience trying Ethiopian food with my buddies. Like any new experience, this originated from the “noob … Continue reading Ethiopian bread “Injera”
This entry is inspired by the four-day seminar I attended this week. My first experience attending an event of this magnitude and I learned so many concepts about love, light, life, positivity, music, and faith. I met wonderful people, some old … Continue reading Remember the good