“Food for the Soul”

“Two years ago, I received a small package from my mother. It was a Christmas present—a little recipe book that she had made herself. On the cover was a photograph of a field that my great grandfather used to work—the same field that our family home is built on today. The book was purely composed of family recipes—each one somehow connected to someone close to … Continue reading “Food for the Soul”

“The Weight of Dreams”

“I was doing a lot of drugs. A lot of coke. My girlfriend of five years had just broken up with me. I had a great job managing one of the best hair salons in London, but I was lost. Some of my best friends were Muslim, and they were just so kind and understanding that I got curious and converted. They didn’t judge me, … Continue reading “The Weight of Dreams”