Monday, June 11, 2007

A Cup of Tea

When I started this blog more than a year ago, it was meant to help me deal with living in Baghdad. I wanted to make a point of recording the 'good, the bad and the ugly' and not just the 'bad and the ugly' because I generally like to see the good things in life, to view the cup as half full and not half empty. But out of my 101 posts, I can honestly say that the 'good' stories number a sad handful.
Anyways, I have a 'good' story to mention about life in Iraq today! Not a story really, but just something that I miss about life there (wow, never thought I'd miss anything from there, other than family and friends). Ever since I've come here to the States, after living in Baghdad for three years, I can't make the perfect cup of tea, nor the perfect egg! And after trying to make that perfect cup of tea after cup of tea, and after a few attempts at making a yummy dish of eggs, I have finally come to the conclusion that it just tastes better over there! No cup of tea tastes as good as that heavy, super sweet small istikana of chai, and no eggs will ever taste as good sunny side up.

5 comments:

your hubby's sister said...

I miss having tea and biscuits with you guys in Ramadan and serving it to Khalei and the family. And the disgusting taste of 'noomi basgha.' :o)

your hubby's sister said...

is it basra or basgha?
you know with the maslawi lehja i'm always getting confused between my "r's" and "gh's" ... :P

Fatima said...

it is basra, and i like it. :)

s.k. said...

I'll stick with a caramel macchiato...:|

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