Just-talking-out-loud

During one of my trips to Toronto in 2014, I walked around and took some pictures. I love this one. 

*I could not find a better translation for this. 

I am sick of the store-bought salad dressing I have in the fridge. I think it will stay there until it expires and I get ride of it. I am and have been a big fan of Chef Michael Smith for a while. This week, I tried replicating one of his salad dressing and it was a hug success. I never enjoyed my salad as much as I enjoyed it with this salad dressing. There is also something to say about the real high quality Tunisian olive oil that I used. If you want to make the dressing, follow this recipe . I did not add any herb because I did not have any. It was still very decisions and great motivation for eating more salad.

I can smell the dill and rice on my hands and my clothes. I normally don't like the smell of the food on me but dill rice is different. I am enjoying the smell and let it take me to far far away places, north of Iran, when I was only a young girl. It warms my heart. it takes me back to those Norooz and summer holidays. It reminds me of those family gathering.

Job interviews are like going on a date. You spend sometime with strangers trying  to impress them and get to know them. Then, you go home and wait for them to contact you back. It's been 4 weeks since my 2nd interview with an office and they did not have the decency to call or email me to let me know they have decided to go with someone else. If you are responsible in hiring people, treat them with respect. Don't let them wait for you. Help them to move on.