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Hi.

Welcome to my blog. I document my adventures in travel, style, and food. Hope you have a nice stay!

Madrid

Getting the house back in order.
Rabat's dust and house keeping disorder took over the house, the last 5 days being in Madrid.
Making a coffee, my head full with thoughts.
All kinds, about Madrid too, and how things were.
I need to make some corrections. My own perception is probably, I know it is, a lot of wishful thinking.
While rejecting the inconveniences of allergies.

A mother heart beats a rhythm in which harmony and courage like to emphasize the child's happiness.
I see my allergy girl and her sisters. She couldn't eat and enjoy the stay as easy and without a worry as her siblings. I certainly focus and like to follow my intuition, see and feel that the day is bright. To search for what is suitable, not the opposite, the negative side, the no you can't. But this is all what I like to feel, live and see. Is this in the end of the day what my daughter experiences? She gives me the feeling that often nothing bothers her really about the nutrition but then this is not true, she likes to eat and have the same experience as we.
My allergy girl, the frustration that mixes with the feeling of relax and enjoy the moments. Doubts and questions about the food every time she enters a place.
Even where olive oil as such is the basic ingredient, check and double check with the kitchen and the cooks, she won't admit immediately and still fears the eventual reactions her body will provokes.

Vulnerable

Spanish delight