In my life, food = love. And I don’t think I’m alone.
My mother tries to feed me from the moment I walk into my childhood home, and more often than not sends me off with leftovers. 1,193 more words
Condescension is the tone today in The New York Times’s coverage of Gaza. In three separate stories, the newspaper of record manages to belittle the needs and claims of Palestinians even as they die by the hundreds under Israeli fire. 558 more words
My first impressions of Sarajevo came during my taxi ride from the bus station to my hostel in the heart of the tourist district. Along the way, I observed what seemed like normal workaday city life as well as a curious mix of modern architecture and drab rectangular communist-era buildings. 827 more words