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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