When I was young, my parents would send me to stay with my maternal grandmother, Mama Karima, for the summer. From London Heathrow Airport, my sister and I would be escorted by friendly cabin crew and deposited by hand to my uncle in Cairo. That was the eighties and I was seven. I didn’t know anyone from school who had travelled abroad without their parents. I used to feel so grown up and important on the flights, like proper adult member of crew. I loved it!…
Rid Those Evil Weevils
I had never met a weevil until I moved to Dubai. I was completely confused on how these tiny little bugs can find their way into airtight jars and snap locked storage tubs. After researching online about three years ago, I discovered some interesting information about these pesky bugs and more importantly, some useful tips on how to ensure they don’t munch their way through my store cupboard ingredients before I do…
