Magicinnamon

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BY SUSANA LOURENÇO . PORTUGAL . EUROPE Its Sunday morning, almost midday, and a gloomy cold atmosphere emanates from the kitchen. I slowly enter the room, making my feet slide in their fury… Continue reading

Stollen Spices

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BY MONICA DIX .  FLORIDA . USA I’m trying to get rid of the fruitcake albatross of Christmas. My plan is to make Gen X the generation that forgot about fruitcake. This Stollen… Continue reading

Curiosity, curiosity, curiosity… spices or herbs?

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Not used to the big mixes of spices since the traditional Venezuelan food uses some but not too many spices.  And being a lover of food, aromas and mixture of cultures, every time… Continue reading

Awakening to heady cardamom and monsoon showers

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BY SUMAYYA JAMIL. LONDON, UK With my eyes half open after a long afternoon siesta I’d look above me to see the slow winding ceiling fan, hearing the monotonous humming of the air… Continue reading

The Atlantic scent of Camellia Sinensis

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BY SUSANA LOURENÇO . PORTUGAL . EUROPE The oldest and only remaining working tea plantation in Europe rests in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, in a small evergreen island called São Miguel,… Continue reading

A wintery morning

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BY ANDRÉ RODRIGUES DA SILVA . PORTUGAL . EUROPE Looking out the window there’s no trace of the sun. Dark clouds are hoovering above. I’m in need for some warmth… The answer lays… Continue reading

A pleasant misnomer

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BY SUMAYYA JAMIL. LONDON. UNITED KINGDOM. BUT FOREVER IN PAKISTAN Midnight food streets are not a luxury in Pakistan, they are a necessity. With dinner time for the average Pakistani at 9pm it… Continue reading

Coffee at Garrett

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BY SUSANA LOURENÇO . PORTUGAL . EUROPE When I think of coffee, I first think of its engaging powerful aroma. It has always been a part of my life and of my mother’s… Continue reading

Cold Brew Cardamom Coffee

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BY MONICA DIX. FLORIDA. USA So many beautiful taste memories of coffee: the contrasts over half a lifetime start to take shape… Coffee was our companion in the cold, dark Midwest, painfully young… Continue reading

Warm serenity

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BY ANDRÉ RODRIGUES DA SILVA . PORTUGAL . EUROPE I sit by the window watching the night slowly swallow the day. The transition is much faster now that the Autumn is here. The… Continue reading