It’s been a while since I’ve celebrated Easter in the the “traditional” since. As I write this, I can hear the nieces and nephews giggling around the table as they dunk their hard boiled eggs and fingers into the brightly colored dyes; color crayons and stickers scattered around the table to put the final touches on their works of art. My older niece came in to check in on me, since usually I would be out there with the rest of the “kids” getting my fingers just as dirty.
Another Saint Patricks day. A day full of parades, drunk college kids, the annoying pinch if you forgot to wear grean, and the delicious smell of corned beef simmering in a pot, filled to the brim with cabbage, pototoes, and carrots. As we prepared to sit down for our “Irish” feast to celebrate the holiday, (a tradition in my family since I was a little girl) I thought back to my travels in Ireland last year. The funny thing was, I couldn’t remember ever seeing the salty feast on a single menu. But isn’t it a “traditional” Irish feast? I didn’t want to burst the bubble of my excited nieces and nephews, but if it wasn’t an Irish feast, where did it really from? While I’m bursting that bubble, I thought I would dispel a few other food myths I learned on my travels. (more…)
Valentines Day, the day when everyone who is single wishes they were with someone, and everyone who has a significant other doesn’t understand why they need a holiday (in addition to birthdays, anniversaries, and Christmas) to profess their undying love to each other.
It seems like only yesterday that I was in Budapest Hungary, receiving a rose shaped box with a lovely pair of thong underwear stuffed inside, (complete with the gigantic set of lips right near the you know what) from a guy I had met at a bar a few days earlier. If that doesn’t scream romance, I don’t know what does! What I failed to mention was it actually was supposed to be an apology for his rather stalker-like behavior a few days before (on Valentines Day) when I told him that I was working and couldn’t go out with him.
It’s always interesting when a festival or holiday takes place while visiting a new country. I look at it as an extra window to view new customs and traditions, opening the door for a cultural exchange not even the best tour company could arrange for you. Lighting a torch in Scotland during Hogmany, counting down Lent and dressing up for “Carnival” in Holland, collecting a hat full of candy on St Nicolas day in Poland, and most recently experiencing Eid Al-Adha (or sheep festival) in northern Morocco. (more…)
One of my favorite things about traveling to Morocco was the variety and assortment of dishes served all around the country. From the moment I arrived in Marrakesh, I entered a market full of fresh squeezed juices, and row upon row full of stalls with dishes ranging from the traditional soup (Harira) to fresh salads and veggies, bbq’d meets (some not so appeasing to the palate, but interesting to look at) and of course, Tagine.
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