The Man With the Glass House

On the corner of Cresent and Woodstock avenue, there’s a man that lives in a glass house. Big, bright, curious eyes can see right through the wide and elevated curtain-less windows. At night, his movements dominate the district. White socks, floating through his kitchen, brave as those his space is shared with. We are all…

Website Launch

I have officially launched my website! I began this baking journey, on a more professional stream, from this blog that I started four years ago. I have grown fond of creating customized cookies and cakes for family and friends, and I have been incredibly supported and motivated by people surrounding me to take this to…

Saturday: Attempting to describe Thursday

I am in a coffee shop 45 minutes away from home- that is, away from the place I reside in, and locally- where I geographically belong. It’s a quaint shop with a reputation that disguises it- as rumour has it, this place I called my morning adventure belongs to a Canadian singer, songwriter, Kathleen Edwards….

Those who live a life of unprecedented air: Supporting Local

“To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter… to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple…

The Path of Disseminated Thoughts: Journey to the Centre of the Earth

It’s 10:30 am and I’m pondering the day’s outlook. The weather has been upset all week, as though swarming in thought, irately, over an argument that’s completely useless. Sometimes its tears drench the soil in a sad attempt to gain notice, and it has succeeded- other times, it is steady –motionless, sunless- overthinking its temperament….

The Value of Prose

“Prose is architecture, not interior decoration…”- Ernest Hemingway An author of great sanatic deception, Ernest Hemingway measured the value of books equal to the value of art when he paired prose and architecture simultaneously. His aim, perhaps, was to combine the holistic virtue of fine writing to the artistic wonderment of pure art. And because they require appreciation, value,…

Health & Research: Possibly, A Parallel Connection

So far in my life I have tried green-tea detox for 3 days, vegan for 14 days, HIIT training for 6 months, boot camp for 4 months, boxing for 3 months, and cycling for 1 month. This is added to 12 years of trying, sticking, failing, and succeeding at yoga, hot yoga, pilates, outdoor cycling,…

DIY Mugs (Less than a minute)

I grew up to raves, to loud voices of strange female faces making big deals over anything and everything in my house. I always knew my mother to be a crafty and creative woman. Part because of compliments I’d overhear as a child, and part because she lived up to these compliments 27 years later. She always…

How the Olympic Games inspired my uphill battle

I faintly remember my gym class in the country that I was born in, Lebanon, where excruciating heat was coupled with wool gym track suits that we called uniform. My gym teacher was about 60 pounds overweight, tall with short dark hair, and a remarkable permanent grim. Drinking water was forbidden for that brutal hour…

The Philosophy of Cheese- My quest for discovery.

I have always fancied the idea of sampling cheese. In fact, I often wonder if such courses exist (without the initial purpose of wine being the driven factor). I would love nothing more than to understand the philosophy of cheese and to be well informed about the different types, tastes, age, and the sweet and savoury…

Happy 1st Anniversary to my Blog!

I have been reminiscing over my wonderful ‘food’ blog that I created exactly a year ago in hopes of it getting me through grad school …and thankfully, it did. I can’t tell you what a beautiful feeling it is to start something (i.e., a blog) out of a pure, unprofessional passion for cooking and baking,…

Nature

I came across this picture online. Isn’t it just breathtaking? I often feel that the most significant value obtained from life is, to sit in peace and observe nature’s purity. Posted using Tinydesk blog editor

Autumn..the year’s last, loveliest smile.

A great quote by William Byrant! How I absolutely admire autumn …and I agree with George Eliot, if I were a bird, also, I’d fly about the earth seeking successive autumn. There’s a magnificient feeling tied to earth’s changing colors. It’s magic. I like to do nothing more than sit and read and inhale the…

Summer Memories

I guess in a way this blog has evolved and become much more than just a food blog. Part of it is due to my interaction with other bloggers here; and the other part is what I read. I find much joy in what I read. Summer is definitely coming to an end, for all…

Coffee in the Garden, what more?

What’s more precious than the smell of a fresh morning in the garden with a cup of fresh brewed coffee? Life’s sweetest moments all gather to meet here. Posted using Tinydesk blog app

Cooking School: Italian Food with Recipes

It was indeed a night in Italy! I arrive to the cooking class and I am surprised to see the chef preparing the ingredients. I realized then that the class was not hands-on. Though I was slightly hoping that I would cook my own food, I was still extremely excited to observe and ask questions….

An Evening in Italy: Starting Cooking School

My heart sank as I sat in my seat and clicked “send”. I finally sent my final research paper! I am not sure why I got a little dramatically emotional about it– but perhaps the first two courses in my master’s program are over. Time is on a ferrari. What now? Well..I already decided to…