I'm not actually going to talk about brownies, or anything to do with baking for that matter. This is just a sneaky ploy attempted at attracting readers' attention.
In my time spent studying Kuwait and it's inhabitants, I've noticed something. Kuwaitis (Read: All Arabs) really, really like to eat. The love they express towards food is almost sacred. I mean, I enjoy eating. I like to look at pretty food. I'm a disaster in the kitchen, but that's alright as I don't really plan on cooking for anyone...anytime soon. I have a career to chase. However, I digress. What really I want to say is that it would be so beautiful if for just one day, one tiny particle in space and time, we were all as sweet to each other as those brownies are. I mean being kind to everyone. To our annoying siblings, our trying company, our tired maids, even to the freaks you go to school with. You never know, maybe that freak will someday grow up and start a blog. I don't know about you, but I'd love an honorable mention. Because I love attention like that.
In my time spent studying Kuwait and it's inhabitants, I've noticed something. Kuwaitis (Read: All Arabs) really, really like to eat. The love they express towards food is almost sacred. I mean, I enjoy eating. I like to look at pretty food. I'm a disaster in the kitchen, but that's alright as I don't really plan on cooking for anyone...anytime soon. I have a career to chase. However, I digress. What really I want to say is that it would be so beautiful if for just one day, one tiny particle in space and time, we were all as sweet to each other as those brownies are. I mean being kind to everyone. To our annoying siblings, our trying company, our tired maids, even to the freaks you go to school with. You never know, maybe that freak will someday grow up and start a blog. I don't know about you, but I'd love an honorable mention. Because I love attention like that.
If you were to be remembered for one thing, what would you want it to be?
Lacing up my metaphorical sneakers,
S.
LOL I knew youd start blogging about burgers and brownies at some point! And now your feminist intuition is going crazy, trying to assemble sentence after the next, in wake of my rather bizarre hypothesis of how and why I knew a woman would start blogging about food. Furthermore, after reading your post, I can only claim one truth from it all. "We (read: Kuwaitis) live to eat, whereas most of the world eats to live". Well written S.
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