Friday, May 10, 2013

Four Things Friday

old family photos, Yehuda Amichai, Strawberry pavlova, my niece
Welcome to another installment of Four Things Friday.  Here are a few things we love: old and new.   Hope you all have a wonderful weekend and love to all of your mamas-- those who are still with us and those who are not. A special shout out to my mom who has been there to get me through many a BLOW OFF.  Even if all the dating ones are in my past, she has talked me through countless career BLOW OFFs.  I love you, Maman.

One of my favorite pictures ever of my parents,
Old Family Photos 
My parents have a ton of photos from when they were growing up in Iran and when they first got married.  I love the look and feel of old pictures-- back when you didn't have to use an Instagram filter to make a photograph look cool.  A lot of my favorite photos they've held on to from the seventies were really tiny, so I got into the habit of scanning them and ordering larger prints.  If you're looking for an easy way to decorate, take some of your favorite old photos, get them blown up, and stick them in a colorful frame.  They also make great gifts if you are still looking for something to buy your mom for mother's day.  For our wedding, the H bomb and I didn't do the traditional slideshow and instead put old photos of our parents at every table.   Also, it might sound cheesy but there's something about old photographs that remind me of the passage of time and that anything that you're struggling with in the present (ahem, a broken heart) will pass.
Yehuda Amichai love poems
When I was a student at Berkeley, I worked as an assistant at the Center for Middle Eastern Studies.  On days there wasn't much to do, I'd organize our library and one day I stumbled across a book of poems by Yehuda Amichai.  I'd never heard of him before, but I was instantly hooked by his love poetry.  His words were so tortured and dramatic!  They all sounded like something Ralph Fiennes would read to Katherine in The English Patient.  He passed away shortly after I discovered him, but at least we have his work to remember him by.  In Iran, we have a rich history of poets (Rumi, Hafiz, Khayyam-- or my personal favorite Farrokhzad) but I'm not gonna lie, an Israeli is still one of my number ones (peace in the Middle East.)  See above for one of my favorite Amichai poems.  You can buy his book here.  The copy we had in Berkeley was signed by him, but I resisted the urge to steal it.  Anyway, I promise his poems will make you feel a little better about being devastated by your break up. 
Strawberry Pavlova 
I first found this recipe on one of my favorite food blogs, Umamimart.  It's the perfect thing to make once the weather gets warm and for a large group of people.  It's also very easy to make and as a bonus, it's gluten-free for all your friends or family members with dietary restrictions.  The combination of the mint, strawberries, cream, and orange zest is delicious and refreshing. It also gives you the illusion that you are eating a relatively healthy dessert (I mean, it's healthier than a doughnut)-- so if you need some comfort food to eat the pain of a break up away, this comes with a little less guilt.  Anders recipe calls for a vanilla bean stalk, but my ghetto grocery store didn't carry any so I just used vanilla extract and it worked fine. 

My Niece
On a personal note, my sister had a baby last weekend and I now have a beautiful little niece named Ella.  I know I'm biased, but she's the perfect little newborn.  I am counting the days till I get to travel to San Francisco to meet her. I think it's easy for us all to get a bit cynical about life and love, but when I look at this little face, and think of when my sister and I lived in New York and she thought she'd never have a boyfriend...I'm reminded that all the blow offs she endured were worth it, because look what they led to. 

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