When the border beckons
Mary Murphy
February 19, 2016
One of the best things about living in Hungary is that it’s within easy access of fascinating destinations that make exploring the wider neighbourhood very
One of the best things about living in Hungary is that it’s within easy access of fascinating destinations that make exploring the wider neighbourhood very
‘Ouch’, she cried. ‘What’s happened?’, I asked the group in general, as a rather large hairy man was blocking my view. ‘He’s just dropped his
I have a Hungarian friend who’s a genius in the kitchen. He’s a natural. He instinctively knows what a dish needs to rescue it, to
The most famous story I know that has its origins in India is that of the blind men and the elephant. It’s a parable that
I love my food. I’ve always loved my food. I love the way it looks, the way it tastes, the way it complements a mood.
It’s been a long time since anyone scrubbed me down and washed me. The last time was most likely during a hospital stay in Cherry
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live. So said Flora Whittemore, an American woman who lived till 103 and
After the hustle that was the souks of Marrakesh, it was a refreshing change to wander about the souks in the medina in Essaouira where
I’d be hard pushed to choose between a day by the sea or a day at the races. So any day that I can have
The Man Who Knew Too Much, Hitchcock’s 1956 thriller, with Doris Day and Jimmy Stewart opens in Marrakesh. Ten years later, in 1966, Our Man in Marrakesh aka Bang!
