Gluten-free Breakfast Series – Part 2: Lahooh for 2

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Next in the gluten-free breakfast series is laxoox (pronounced lahooh), a popular Somali staple. With a spongy texture on one side and crispy on the other, it can be best described as a cross between a pancake and a crepe, or as I like to call it, a ‘pancrepe’.

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Gluten-free Breakfast Series – Part 1: Mini Pancakes Anyone?

As someone who has been gluten free for nearly 3 years, one of the most frequent questions I get is what I eat for breakfast. I guess this is understandable being that gluten seems to be the main constituent in so many people’s diets especially in the morning. After deliberating for some time, I realised that I have quite a few go to’s that are both quick and easy (2 of my favourite words). This is especially important for me now because I’ll be a working gal again after a long break and my morning hours will be even more precious.

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Well gosh darn – get you some self love stat!

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Raise your hand if you just loooove to constantly criticise……………………………….yourself. Find flaws, pick at things only you can see (no matter how hard you’ve tried to get that exasperated friend of yours to see too), listening to that annoying monkey in your head who never seems to have anything nice to say and so should really just zip it?

Yep, yep, yepitty yep and yep. Guilty as charged.

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First Posts, Nostalgia & Moroccan Adventures…

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The first post. Writer’s block’s best friend. Is this appropriate (subject matter)? Which direction to go; too heavy, too light. Sugar and spice and everything nice, or not so nice and a little salt. There are apps out there to the rescue according to Swoon Reads

I love, yet am slightly terrified of, technology, but I digress.

I’m in a nostalgic mood as I am sat here sipping my decaf espresso in a hotel room in Dubai, the city I live in and have come to love. Over the years, I have had the privilege of travelling to many parts of the world and observing different cultures. To me, travelling is like air. I live for it, becoming antsy when I feel I’ve stayed in one place for too long. I believe this is a consequence of my nomadic blood Continue reading