The grainy monochromatic photograph

A fading red heart on aDusty cover page of anAlbum bound with memories ofPeople holding hands, and ofEyes perhaps happier thanThose staring at them, because, Sepia tones and tattered corners,Black and white and worn out borders,Have eyes that smiled at each other, notThose that smiled at cameras, for Pictures cannot just wait to start, How…

Redefining the Greek meze

I’m at a traditional olive farm, lying in the green grass dotted with yellow wildflowers. The sun filters out through the dense foliage of the boughs of the olive trees and their sharp aroma tingles my nose. An almost salty breeze hits my skin as I stare at the pale blue Mediterranean sky, lost in…

In a salad state of mind!

Na hallo fruende! Another wonderful week and I must say that it has been very healthy. You see, I just had another rendezvous with food and guess what? It had so much more to say!Every time I have a brush with food, I believe it to be the last of our ‘chance meetings,’ and as…