Automotive interlude? But I don't even like cars. I might make an exception for the Tunisian-made WallysCar. Meanwhile, I'll walk, bike, and take a taxi. And thank heaven for that.
Still pulling out these letters, that feel old and creaky even though they’re not long ago. I’m fascinated by how my perspective changes and I don’t even notice it. As cases start to rise...
What makes you feel cheffy? What tasks in the kitchen seem like "real chef" things to do, and make you feel like you've upped your game? Here are mine.
Letters from June, after the lockdown had more or less ended in Tunisia but the rest of the world was (is) still going crazy.
Letters from May. Snips from letters I write to friends and family - a different look at lockdown under the pandemic.
Long letters to family and friend, cut down into bite-size nuggets for your dipping pleasure. These are from April, 2020.