Bringing home my own chef. You see what full time work has done to me? I never cook any more. Brunch at Tower of the Arab. I kept on deferring, it was just too far away. Three and a half hours, with the kids in the car. Just for a weekend? This article fir.

Every plant is beautiful, in its own way. Friday, May 01, 2009. I have decided to resume writing, but in a new space. To write about things that I love. Mostly, family life and food. Sunday, February 01, 2009.

The perfect concoction of fashion, food, travel and lifestyle. She elicits emotions in me, I never knew existed. She understands my silences, my space, my zones like she resides in my mind. The sky is not vast enough to accommodate all the love that she possesses for each and every living object. She can touch and turn even a rock with her warmth. She is a vision when she multitasks effortlessly through the day. The ocean cannot touch the depths of her loyalty. She is her last priority.