It is New Year and my birthday all in one and in a good old tradition we celebrate with a festive home made cake to mark this exceptional occasion.
The Christmas holiday season is behind us. It always feels a bit like climbing a mountain heel.
Christmas eve. There is an excitement in the air as we are getting ready for the family feast. Shirts and matching ties, dresses, jewellery and make up.
It is Saturday morning and I am waking up with an image of food in my mind – brownies.
“La vita è un carnevale”. How true…
It is the week of the Carnival. School holidays, delicious sweets and colourful street processions.
We have been walking for days through the souks in the old medinas of the imperial Moroccan cities.