Iftaar, like no other…

If the first Ramzan started during the summer holidays, it would almost be 6:00am when most of us would go to bed after sehri. By 10:00am the humidity and Karachi heat would set the tone for the day. In between prayers, interspersed with reciting Quran, or sleeping, the goal was to maintain enough strength to... Continue Reading →

Longing For The Crescent Moon

Allah O Akbar,   Allaaaaah O Akbar, ….. The melodious call to maghrib prayer begins just before the setting sun.  A continuation of asynchronous series of azan from the nearest mosque to the farthest would linger on as many prepared for salat.  This was the norm all across Karachi, however, the last maghrib of the month... Continue Reading →

Shamo Miyan Kay Haan

Recollection of a Sunday Morning at Dr. Zoha's home. Flavors that remind me of home, my comfort foods, are my childhood connection with my dearest mother. A soft malleable dough made with “maida” wheat flour, high in gluten and elasticity to stretch just right, is ideal for making a small, round, symmetrical disc, deep-fried patiently... Continue Reading →

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