As I think of the closing lines of a short chapter, I find myself thinking of the beginning.  In this reflection,...

Three-plus years on from the explosion, it feels like the expectation for a rebirth in Beirut is wavering.  There are signs...

I stood looking at a scene that transcended centuries.  Columns from the Roman era dominated the foreground.  Beyond the columns, I could...

I love kitchens, especially ones with wood-fired ovens, gas stoves, and space for people in love with all things cooking...

‘You are so close.  Do not be discouraged.  You are almost there.” The unsolicited comment a few days ago is still ringing...

As I walked through the old city centre of Beirut, the shells of buildings remained.  Streets are eerily quiet except for...

I have no idea who the statue used for inspiration.  I would love to meet her for a simple reason, her...