: About Me

I'm human. 'Nuff said.

My passion is ...

being alive and healthy

I know too much about ...

life in Morocco

My parents always told me ...

my big mouth would get me into trouble

My childhood ambition ...

to be a singer

My favorite memory ...

far too many to choose just one!

Why I write ...

I like it

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

various cookbooks/Moroccan clips on youtube/the same

My first job ...

working in an Italian-American bakery

My best moment ...

taking a red taxi alone in Casablanca for the first time

My inspiration ...

the poor and oppressed

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Italian food

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When I was in high school, I was invited to dinner at a friend's house. As we sat down at the table, my friend's mother, knowing of my heritage, said smilingly, "You'll like dinner tonight, Nicole. We're having Italian food!" A few moments later, she proudly served the "Italian" feast: a bowl of limpid spaghetti, with a dollop of canned sauce on top. As I bravely dug in (I had to be polite, after all), my sense of horror multiplied ten-fold when I realized that the pasta had actually been rinsed in a colander. I choked down what I could, wondering how people could eat this way. Until that ...

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