How bread identfy the culture of immigrants, bread protect us, comfort us in the new world, bread who we are…flat bread, …is the best thing happend to America since the sliced bread…Bread has been offered as a sacrifice to God (and in previous times to the
gods. Some religions believe that consecrated bread is God. In the Middle
Who Ate my Cheese!
Who Moved My Cheese? a self improvement book written by Spencer Johnson, coauthor of The One Minute Manager, the book illustrates the vital importance of being able to deal with unexpected change. is often distributed by managers to employees as a motivational tool, but as was reported in a review “the lessons it teaches can benefit literally anyone, young or old, rich or poor, looking for less stress and more success in every aspect of work and life.” Who ate my cheese, is a story about self preservation, it is about Arabs Americans and their cheese. Arab Americans in tough times would seek comfort and refuge in the warmness of their ethnic foods. As their nomad ancestors had done for hundreds of years before them; carrying their food wherever they go would save them from the harsh inhospitable desert terrain. Uh… the frying sizzling of falafel, the richness aroma of shaworma (Gyro), the tanning smoothness of BABA GHANNOU and Hummus, the beauty of artfully display of meza and the heavy sweetness of Baklava all take us back to the comfort and security of our home. But no other Middle Eastern food reflects our ethnicity and identity as feta cheese; we have as many different kind of feta cheese as nationalities; Egyptian, Greek, Lebanese, Moroccan, and Palestinian and we try them all. Continue reading Who Ate My Cheese?
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Holidiversity: Ramadan dinner with the inspection team
Thursday of this week, it is for the first time and for a long time Christians and Muslims across the globe will have one thing in common, celebrating the birth of their consecutive prophets. Molad Elnabi (birth of the prophet ) is celebrated by Muslims at the same day as Christmas for Christians. With all the turmoil around the world and poisonous relationships between the two biggest monolithic religion, it is a welcoming news.
This religious coincidence wasn’t the first time Muslims and Christians celebrate their holidays together. A few years ago Christmas came during Muslims celebrate of the holy month of Ramadan. As a Muslim American who has been married to an American woman for 20 years, I wanted to celebrate Ramadan and Christmas at the same time. Wow, I thought to myself, what an occasion: our two religious celebrations combined into one magic evening in my house, an evening of transformation that would symbolize our great, diverse life in America. A Ramadan-Christmas dinner would bring a real meaning to our two rich cultures. Continue reading Holidiversity: Ramadan dinner with the inspection team