I’ve been obsessing over winter’s best fruits.
I’ve had crates over crates of different citrus fruits that I could lay my hands on.
It is fascinating how life gives us these fruits on the days we need them the most; gloomy, grey, dark, and rainy. Nature gives us these colorful fruits hanging from brown and green trees with leaves glistening with winter rain waiting to be harvested.
The colors fascinate me. I would only like the gloomy rainy days when I don’t make any plans and stay in bed. Or when it stops raining at the moment I’m stepping out of the house. The sight of bitter oranges on the branches of the line of trees in Monot street makes my day. It makes me dance with joy when now in March, those branches carry small yellowish white buds instead of the fruits and the scent of orange blossom fills the streets with a beautiful fragrance that covers up the recent smell of trash that is occasionally looming over Beirut.
My latest obsession was with blood orange. Continue reading
Here we go again! Another year! I am 27 and it is getting the best of me. Last week I was jumping like I’m 26, and now I am suffering from back pain. I bet it is from the long hours at work on my chair in front of the screen and the hours after work, also in front of the screen to get other things done. Enough with the nagging now, let me tell you about ma burthdaaay that was on Friday. Continue reading
2014 is over and the first week of the new year is coming to an end.
I would take the chance to greet each and everyone who visits my blog.
This is not a “New Year, New Me” post with a list of resolutions that doomed to be forgotten the next day, week, or month. The first post of the year is about the fails of 2014 I have encountered behind the scenes. Only one failed post made it to the published list for a reason, but the rest are still stored in my folders. Until now!
The Failed Recipes of 2014
Lebanon has been taken by a boob storm yesterday. Search it to know more because I won’t be sharing any news about that. I was laughing at the reactions on twitter the whole time. Not only because of the tweeps’ reactions and jokes but for the heroic acts of ministers and officials who took the case as their own and wanted to be the superhero of the day.
Well guess what? YOU CAN’T CONTROL THE BOOB.