And the city is looking so, so pretty.
Every weekend is different, and this Friday I left work to head for Mosque Kitchen up in old town. I used to go to Mosque Kitchen every Monday for lunch, so I broke routine by starting my weekend there instead. I always order the dahl curry and then sit outside beneath the gazebo. This Friday… Read More Friday night sangria cupcakes
After eighteen years of education, just as my first nephew is about to start his, I am finishing mine. It’s an odd feeling to be approaching the end of summer and not be gearing up for new classes. I was the teacher’s pet in primary school, the ultimate quiet girl and the slightly chubby one.… Read More On not being a student anymore.