I know an adult, looking at me in the mirror, who would benefit from some of these 🙂
Worth reading and reflecting on.
your generous take-away Sun. Strasbourg is all shiny upon my arrival;
catching me umbrella-unarmed and making my hair rejoice in its natural waves. good my hairdresser did not see me;
rich discussions in cool settings;
modesty, devotion and ambition combined in professional ways;
best tasting fruits and veggies. This is the place i would probably go fully vegan. Tabla Restaurant is a place to indulge local dishes and more.
breakfasts served with home warmth;
most talkative and informed taxi drivers;
your sparkling jewelry look from above caught in a midnight flight, mesmerizing and inspiring to come for more.
It’s week-end time,
It’s ponytail time,
The time of a tale.
No particular tale.
Just my humble tale.
The tale of a rebel kid
With friends who would outbid
The life’s temblors with ease.
An ease, which keeps inspiring
The love of life and beauty
With all its Tutti Frutti 🙂
Little Richard “Tutti Frutti” – all fruits, in Italian. Enjoy!
Today is Fathers Day. I want to celebrate my child’s father.
There is something magical about a man cooking for his kid.
A chemistry is formed. For life.
A love for food, and other life’s basics, is shared.
Equality and equanimity is transfered.
Vulnerability is shown and a guarantee that it is ok to be vulnerable is given for life. It will conquer even the greatest masculinity.
I remember what my father cooked for me once. Plain fried eggs. And these were the best i ever had.
Happy Fathers Day! To all fathers, cooking or not. Or just not yet 🙂