Beans means…

I apologise for my silence, dear readers, but life has taken over art for the last week and a half. With a long lost London friend and a new found Beirut friend I visited the beautiful world heritage site of Jbeil – or Byblos- where the contemporary alphabet originated.    Remnants of at least five civilisations…

Freekeh Friday

Monuments to the dead I dedicate this part to my Mum since she loves old stuff and death rituals.  Last night I joined a chilling walking tour of Achrafieh, a mostly well-off quarter of Christian East Beirut. Its winding streets are filled with ‘palais’ or mansions belonging to the old riche, including the large domain of…

Too many cooks

My chef shadowing has continued this week, but I am spurred on by Hollywood film-style fantasies. They start something like this: It is opening night. One of the chef’s car breaks down on the way to work, and she will not be able to make it in time. Panic ensues…they will not be able to…

On originality

I have definitely grown a food baby since I’ve been here. This week, my daily food intake has been the equivalent of a tapas meal for 10, including portions of fattoush, tabbouleh, houmous, moutabbal (an aubergine tahini dip that I’m pretty sure is sold to us ignorant Europeans as baba ghanoush a lot of the…