Mankoucheh is lebanon's equivalent of the bagel cream cheese. It's my comfort food.
October 10th, 2013, 10am
It was 16.7°C with overcast. The breeze was light.
My friend Fady says “There is very little arab presence in New York.” So when he heard about the pop up shop attached to Blue Bottle Coffee on Kenmare and Bowery he went there to check it out. When he took his first mankoucheh bite - in this now heaven place, he got very emotional. Him and I work on different projects and ideas, we have coffee and we blab in our lebanese dialect consisting of sentences made with arabic, french and english words all together. He set up a lunch date there with me a few days ago. I ate one and a half mankoucheh and today I still feel the magical taste in my mouth.
I felt like an expat. Oh wait, I am one. Even in my own country I am considered an expat.
Home is everwhere sometimes when you have the soul of a traveler.
Home is invisible.
Yet you can still taste it.
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