It was sunny, it was noon, and we were scouting Hamra streets… Coach Chicho and I were hungry… I was feeling like Asian food and the closest one to us was chopsticks (voir Grand Prix Chopsticks Dbayeh: https://goo.gl/YmwW4I ) But hey… Wait a minute, what’s that opened just next to chopsticks, no wait… it’s IN...
The road leading up to the old cinema empire always trigger in me a nostalgia feeling, It was the best cinema when I was in school and a teenager, some 27 years ago… but we didn’t make it to the top, as we had to stop midway at Tsu… Thank God for the valet parking,...
The cold was setting seriously in… The wind was blowing… the smell of the sea floating in the air… Definitely not a time for bees to be flying… But there she was Striding in her Shoes… mine de rien… towards the building where our GPS led us… towards the Den of the Shogun… A Japanese...
I have always had a fascination for Japanese traditions, history and art which inevitably attracted me to the Japanese cuisine… the traditional Japanese cuisine, not the one we are served here in Lebanon (actually, Lebanese mostly only know Zushi (Sushi) and its derivatives) So it was with great anticipation and pleasure that we were heading...