Ready Or Not

Getting married has clearly given those surrounding me a free pass to invade my privacy. And nothing is more obvious then how I’ve been on bump watch since I tied the knot. A protruding stomach following a heavy meal, a more loose shirt because I feel hot and sticky especially in this weather, and even…

Cooking Differently

Last week, Ahmad returned from his parents’ home armed with enough shish barak and vermicelli rice to feed a family of four over a few days. He was also visibly upset. The dish of meat stuffed dumplings cooked in goat yoghurt is one of our favorites but it takes almost forever to get done- much…

She Said Yes…Enough Already!

You’re in love. You’re happy that you found your soulmate. You want to spend the rest of your lives together. And that’s just fantastic- and I really mean that. The world needs more love amidst all the horrible things that are going on right now. Also, I think it’s wonderful that you want to take…

Some of My Observations At The Beach

One of my favorite activities in the summertime is to grab a book, my headphones, and head to the beach for some much needed quiet time and relaxation. It’s been my go-to summertime activity for years so I have to say I’m very unpleasantly surprised at the current state of Lebanese beaches and the ridiculous…

My Kind of Saturday Night

  It’s late on a Saturday night and I’m sitting in the comfort of our home, playing a really cool board game  with our friends called Takenoko, where we’re trying to cultivate bamboo to get a panda to survive. This is all set to 80s music that we’re live-streaming from some radio station in the…

Vogue Spends Four Perfect Days In What They “Think” Is Beirut

Every time a foreign publication publishes a travel account or recommendation about Lebanon, my timeline is flooded with people sharing the article, possibly in awe that a non-Lebanese came here and had a good enough time to write about it. Well, I’m sick of it. I didn’t even read Vogue’s account, which is currently making…

Behind The Wheel

I don’t drive. And in a city like Beirut, where public transport is abysmal and cars abound, this means that I have to be dependent on other people to get from one point to another.  Which quite frankly is a horrible feeling when you’re trying to assert your independence. It’s even worse when you want…

Our Wedding in Three Minutes

After so many broken promises and false hope, I am happy to say that our wedding video has finally been delivered, ending months full of frustration and waiting. With that, I can safely say that this long wedding-themed chapter in our lives comes to a close. No more planning, no more vendors, no more waiting. And…

Adventures in Turkish Coffee Making

In our household we could run out of oil, rice, or meat, but we will never run out of coffee. It is such a staple that we have bought it in several different forms and have at least three devices to producing the drink in varieties that would rival your local coffee shop.It would be hard…

For a Better Beirut: My First Voting Experience

As I wiped the ink off my left thumb this morning, I couldn’t help but feel like I, along with many like-minded voters, had been punched in the gut. Although it wasn’t entirely unexpected, the news that Beirut Madinati didn’t win the Beirut municipal election and that the participation rates were abysmal was still a…