Traditions

Spending summers in Syria meant taking part in traditions.  Some I welcomed, others I dreaded. Lunchtime with mom’s family was one of the most memorable traditions.  Khalo Ameed (Uncle),  Khalto Hazar and Khalto Nowara (Aunts) and later my younger cousins, sat...

Baraka.is/food

Stories of generations As a young bride of 21 in the nineties, I was not prepared for the “kitchen education” I was about to receive. A day after returning from my honeymoon, my mother-in-law, a lifetime housewife and mother of six, took on the role of mentor. She...