I’d just like to extend my wishes to all those about to fast (and those who are like me already done it for a day). This is without a doubt the hardest Ramadan I’ve ever had to go through, simply because it’s been a pretty hard year, which has drained me mentally and emotionally from a number of sides. It would have been very easy for me to not fast this year. I wouldn’t blame myself. However the month of Ramadan is extremely important for me. In many respects it’s one of the few months of the year that I get time to remember and appreciate. I remember the good times with my family and I remember the sense of being alone, however with my parents and brother. There was no community for us to participate in this particular month. The month of fasting was one of solitude, that effectively brought us far closer together. The phone would not be answered and we’d always use the dining table rather than the kitchen table (it looked better and could hold more things comfortably.

It’s a time to be appreciative of the goodness that’s in front you. It’s a time to reflect on the year that is rearing it’s ugly head. See it’s a scientific fact that everything moves a lot slower when you’re fasting. You move slower (that’s probably because of low sugar levels), however I can swear that me fasting has a definite effect on time itself, I’m sure of it).

I might start posting thoughts on food as the month goes by. A couple of recipes and maybe even some thoughts about types of foody goodness. Ramadan Kareem.