Dedicated to all women runners. Actually to all women out there who seem to always be running to something or from something. Here is to running towards your dreams and not away from your fears…
Back when I was commuting between Abu Dis and Ramallah daily, and most especially when I was pregnant with twins and my belly was doing all the driving, I was stopped on my way home every day to be on the Jaba Checkpoint and asked where I was going… Everyday I had to fight the urge to say Paris!
I found happy unhindered me lost between question marks and exclamation points. I found ME in writing. Writing was an old hobby that was pushed away with structures, reactions and jarring scientific literature. But thankfully, gratefully, writing found me and saved me.
This is an entry from my old blog The Big Olive: The Tales of Two Professors . I wrote a letter to motherhood during my first few months. We assume that one turns into a wife/husband the moment they get married, and then turn to a parent the moment a child is placed into ourContinue reading “A Letter To Motherhood”
Lentil soup is a staple in Palestinian cuisine, this recipe brings together my Palestinian self an my sweet potato loving southern self together.
Oranges are a Palestinian national treasure, a staple on our tables, and most definitely in our desserts.
From traditional one layered cake, to a modern layered cake. Get the recipe here!
Summer Round Lemonade, a staple in your pantry… (Moonet ElBait)
when two worlds come together, science and a love of food, a story about Loof emerged. Previously published in This Week in Palestine in April 2013, this is a short piece on Palestinian Loof.
Sometimes the greatest gastronomical pleasures are found in the simplest of things.