Bath, dal, and literature

There are windows that look over pine tree tops. There are priceless early sunsets and cotton candy clouds.

dlmakhnispices

There are pots with creamy dal bukhara and Iranian dates smothered in spiced cake batter.

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There are tubs filled with water that you can sink into once a year without feeling guilty for spending huge amounts of water on pure indulgence.

madona bath

There are visits to local libraries and cousin librarians. Stashes of books to be read and bags of black tea to be brewed.

books

There is awesome homemade bean-soup made by a loving Greek chef and expatriate Calamata olives.

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And there is only so much you can ask for Christmas.

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