Tag Archives: Ishmael Samad

When she was a wee thing, my daughter loved stories. She had favourites and wanted to hear them over and over.  There would be phases; the same one from the night before and the night before, before eventually moving on to another. By the time she was about five, she …

A long time ago I had this dream of opening a café of sorts. A place where I could serve small dishes made with local ingredients; where the food and drink were simple, tasty and fresh. I wanted the quality to be outstanding, but I also imagined it to be …