There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. There is only an eternally new now that builds and creates itself out of the best as the past withdraws- Goethe

I watched the movie, A touch of Spice a few weeks ago, and was immediately brought  back into my own childhood, my own memories of my grandmother in the kitchen, my first “love” when I was 5 years old and my first experience of awareness with what it means “not to belong.”

I laughed heartily and sobbed with the intensity of a child throughout the film. I was carried away into the depths and nuances of the relationships. I could feel the colours and smell the tastes of Istanbul, and in particular, cinnamon, which was featured throughout the film. Continue reading “Longing for the past and a recipe for Cinnamon rolls/bread” »

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One of the first things I noticed when I moved to Berlin were the wonderful farmers’ markets (actually this is typical of all German cities and towns and I am working on a post about this for later!).

As I went through the Saturday market in Kreuzberg last week, my mouth watered as I walked by the stands with all the Turkish treats. The baklava was the number one culprit and I kept on going back to look at this golden, crispy-nutty treat. The lady behind the stand continually asked me if I wanted a piece, but each time I declined. By the third time I walked by and stopped to look, she had figured out that I was just “nuts”. No more questions. She just ignored me. Continue reading “Vegan Cinnamon Baklava” »

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