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Renewing an Eid tradition with family portraits at Chuck E. Cheese’s


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Waffle pancakes


I thought I’d make the kids pancakes for breakfast. They wanted waffles. Not to be defeated,  I came up with these.

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Window Shopping – Man, I can find humor in a bunch of dummies.


As much as I hate Eid shopping, I must say I enjoyed myself this week looking at the window displays of what is passing as fashion in Amman these days. I snapped some pics and added links for my own amusement. I hope some of you get a chuckle out of them as well.

May your whole life be in good health! May every year you find peace. Happy Eid!

Would you look at that.

Rubberneckin…but that’s all right with me

I wish MY baby had deep pockets

The perfect dress and YES, I can debka in it!

Flemenco? I thought you said FLAMINGO contest.

Flemenco? I thought you said FLAMINGO contest.

Creep

Why so sad?

“I mean, there are things to prevent that nowadays, like Propecia.”

All joking aside, what AM I going to wear?

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almondjoycie:

One week into Ramadan and I haven’t yet got my fill of atayef.

Originally posted on This Limerick Called Life:

Pillowy pancakes stuffed with cheese or nuts
Gotta have some. No ifs, ands, or buts.
With your syrup so sweet
You make our Ramadan complete
How we love you to fill our guts.
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Steaming fresh rounds made before us
Store bought to avoid all the fuss.
Taken home to stuff,
I get more than enough.
You freeze well, a definite plus.
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Folded in half you resemble the moon.
Just the sight of you makes us swoon.
Bring it on, bring it on!
How we love Ramadan!
Feasting nights follow fasting afternoons.
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Cinnamon, sugar, and cheese
Or chopped walnuts are sure to please.
With syrup scented with rose
All lined up in rows
Two choices so no one disagrees.
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Still of your resplendence I long to speak.
I must pace myself, it’s still the first week.
Fried or baked after basted,
No morsel…

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almondjoycie:

Two years ago I wrote this little limerick. The sentiments hold true today. Ramadan Kareem!

Originally posted on This Limerick Called Life:

I wish you all the very best

As you put your willpower to the test.

Let your prayers be heard

And rewards be assured

On this holy month so blessed.

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Ramadan Kareem to all!

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Mrs. Chips Tortilla Lasagna


Oh, these hot days of summer. They make a lady want to run out of the kitchen as fast as she can. But the kids want lasagna, so why not do what Mrs. Chips did and make this delicious lunch with minimal effort on your part?

1/2 kilo ground beef

1 can pinto beans, drained and rinsed

1 box tomato paste

1 1/2 cup water

1 teaspoon cumin

1 teaspoon paprika

1 teaspoon oregano

1/8 teaspoon red pepper

1/2 teaspoon salt

2 large bags Mr. Chips Nacho Cheese Tortilla chips (160 g)

2 small containers Zabadi with cream

1/2 cup grated cheddar cheese

Preheat oven to 180 degrees. Brown ground beef in large frying pan. Add spices and saute for one minute. Stir in tomato paste. Add beans and water.

In a greased rectangular Pyrex dish, empty one bag Mr. Chips Nacho Cheese chips. Pour beef and bean mixture on top.

Bake uncovered for 30 minutes.

Remove from oven. Top with zabadi, chips and finally grated cheese.

Return pan to oven until cheese has melted.

Enjoy!

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Alphabetically speaking, we’re okay.


Following the poetry prompt of writing a poem that starts each line with a letter of the alphabet, I’ve written what I consider the personification of the children’s book Chicka Chicka Boom Boom. I hope you like it!

Already  a start to a
Beautiful  day
Chasing  rainbows
Doing  okay

Entertaining  thoughts
Feeling  alive
Go  on and give me a
High  five

I’m  up for adventure
Just  let me put on my shoes
Keeping  it real as
Laughter  ensues.

May  the odds be
Never  out of our favor,
Organized  rhyme
Paints  us words we can savor.

Quick  as a wink
Running  out of time
Stepping  in rhythm
To  the beat of our rhyme

Uniting  precisely in
Verses  exacter than
We  ever heard on that show called
X-Factor

You  can spread with a knife our
Zest  for life!

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