We are finally witnessing some wet action in Lebanon. Yes. It’s raining.

When we were children, we used to make up stories about the rain; God is watering the plants, God is washing the floor, God is bathing, or God is peeing. It’s a beautiful thing a child’s imagination but few are able to hold on to it as adults. Don’t you wish you never grew up? It’s a trap.

If it were for children to cook, except for those on Top Chef Junior, they would dump everything in one pot and it’s done. Or was that my sister’s concept of cooking?
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