In a frosty, pre-dawn inspiration, I was moved to make home-made chicken and noodle soup this morning. We just finished a piping hot portion and were licking the bowls for more. Recipe for Egg Noodle 1 cup flour 1 large egg 1/2 of 1/2 eggshell of milk Mix ingredients. The dough will be sticky. Roll…
Category: Culture
Cold and Wet
It is cold and rainy. Cyprus desperately needs the rain, so no complaining here. I just can’t warm up though. I need to start moving. I am in the mood for homemade chicken and noodles, and it is a perfect day for it. Maybe I’ll warm up in the kitchen…
The Rules are Different
After traveling for about 24 hours with flying time and layovers altogether, I was glad to board the last flight into Larnaka, Cyprus. To my knowledge we were the only Americans on the flight. And this is when you really leave your culture, homeland, and flannel comforts behind… You forget about being an American at all, or a…
A New Journey Begins
We are in Frankfurt with a 12-hour layover which has allowed us to rent a day-hotel and catch up on a little sleep. This place is nestled in a quaint German suburb of Frankfurt. There are so many things I love about Germany. It is great to be here. Currently the three of us are…
haiku: night light
the Ancient of Days breathed into the dark vastness and hung a night light
haiku: icing
glorious winter frosted branch and leaf, icing on fresh-baked cupcakes
Homing Instincts
I just had to go home. We were in Colorado for a short time, but I had to go back… This is the home of my childhood. My parents don’t live there anymore, but this is where they raised four children. This is the place where my folks say the hardest years happened, and they also…
haiku: long nights
winter candle glow lengthens the season’s short hours long nights and brief days
Window of Dreams
This is the kitchen window at my parents’ house in Colorado. It is the window that I looked through in my youth while I washed dishes, cooked meals, washed my hair, scrubbed the floors, baked cookies… It became the window of my dreams. I stood here gazing out… wondering what shape my life would take……
Bonnie Saul Wilks 