Welcome to my creative space where I let thoughts flow. Sometimes it is to share business or writing insights, other times, it would simply be self-expression through stories, poems, musings; most of the time, however, I suspect I’d be waxing lyrical about food.

  • January 2, 2023

Bad food is made without pride, by cooks who have no pride, and no love. Bad food is made by chefs who are indifferent, or who are trying to be everything to everybody, who are trying to please everyone… Bad food is fake food… food that shows fear and lack of confidence in people’s ability […]

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  • May 20, 2022
What to eat in Parma: Salumeria Garibaldi

I love Parma. It’s not crowded with tourists (yet!) like Florence or Rome; it’s small enough to wander about but not so vast as to feel overwhelmed. The locals are warm and friendly. The streets and squares are timeless and picturesque, lined with cathedrals and buildings coloured in sandy brown, cream and beige, with the […]

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  • October 22, 2020
To the little one I love

Dedicated to the joy of our lives, my nephew:   To see my childhood unfold through your unbridled laughter, and watch those who loved me love you too. To catch the sparkle in your innocent eyes at all things new, and realise this world suddenly stands at its dawn again. To dance with you, holding […]

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  • September 15, 2020
The dress that changed my life

Every girl has a different view with regard to fashion. Some don’t care for it, some live for it. Some of us are Carrie Bradshaw, others, Coco Chanel. Do you remember a period of your life through music? The first time I heard Edith Piaf, I knew I had to go see France. Or perhaps […]

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  • August 10, 2020
My favourite writings

This is one of my favourite segments from Paris Je T’aime: He watched his wife cross the street, in the red trench coat she always swore she’d throw out but always retrieved from her closet year after year. She was like that about everything. It was the trait that attracted him when they first met. […]

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  • July 15, 2020
Rainy day memories

Today, I heard the frantic pitter-patter of rain on the zinc roof. It felt so nostalgic because it reminded me of childhood and the farm house from many years ago. How deafening a mid-day deluge could be, making an afternoon of rain feel like the end of the world to a ten-year-old. Just like how […]

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