Those who leave and those who stay. It's that time of year that there is this transition going on. International life. It plays with my feelings. It's about who we are and what those friends mean, the feelings and the laughs, the moments we shared. The bonding is partly because we live all outside a fixed place, where we were born, or moved too and loved it as the place to be to be again out, somewhere. Anyway, everwhere is an occasion to sit together and talk and eat. Starting in the kitchen, preparing some dishes, from different countries, flavors and parfums, about countries, cultures, rituals and taste. There comes the table setting, the sitting, a moment of sharing a meal, a conversation, a rendez vous. Socializing. Love that part of this life, always did. Don't give it enough time.
We'll have nice wines tomorrow, some different plates, fingerfood, vegetables and a variety of dips, good home made cakes, pastries and filled crepes with salmon. Fruit salad and the laugh of children. Their tremendous energy. Rabat is warm, beautiful decorated with all her vegetation in all kinds of colors and blossoms.
We'll have nice wines tomorrow, some different plates, fingerfood, vegetables and a variety of dips, good home made cakes, pastries and filled crepes with salmon. Fruit salad and the laugh of children. Their tremendous energy. Rabat is warm, beautiful decorated with all her vegetation in all kinds of colors and blossoms.