Monthly Archive: November, 2013

The French Quarter of New Orleans

When my flight landed in New Orleans, I made the same prayer I always make when I enter a city: O Allah, Lord of the seven heavens and all they overshadow, Lord of… Continue reading

The Heart-Tap: A Public Health Alternative to The Handshake

I typically don’t shake hands with men. In situations in which shaking is expected, I employ one of the following strategies: Strategically hold three things in each hand (a notebook, pen, water bottle,… Continue reading

Mujadara

Most kids get mac ‘n cheese when they cry for a quick fix; instead my mom would make me mujadara. To this day, rice and lentils together as mujadara remains my favorite comfort… Continue reading

Learning How To Swim

I learned to swim three times. 5 years old. In the neighborhood pool in Columbia, Missouri, my mom tried to teach me the gentle way. She used to take me to the pool… Continue reading

Prayer Times

Last Sunday, we turned the clocks back an hour for daylight savings. In Baltimore, that means the sun rises at 6:30 instead of 7:30.  The earlier sunrise brings light for morning runs (hypothetically,… Continue reading