Eid Mubarak, friends.
(For those of you not in-the-know, today is Eid Al-Fitr, the day which marks the end of the month of Ramadan by the sighting of the new moon. Ramadan is the month in which Mohammed, on retreat in a cave nearly 1400 years ago, heard the first verses of the Qu’ran dictated to him while in an altered state of consciousness. Eid Al-Fitr is usually a day of much celebration, visiting, donating food to the poor, and in some cultures exchanging gifts and indulging in sweets. The closest thing to compare it to in historically Christian cultures is Christmas. So, Merry Eid! Or, rather, literally “Blessed Eid” to you.)
Tonight, Habiba and I will celebrate by having our first dinner at her new flat. She bought it in the spring, and, being an architect, she gutted and completely redesigned it. The renovation has taken all summer and into the fall, and it’s finally looking very swank, let me tell you.
Last night, in preparation, she made kheer (a traditional Indian sweet rice) for dessert. Yum, yum. I’m going to miss all of the great home-made cooking that I’ve been treated to while she has been staying with me this last month.
Fortunately, she lives less than a mile away. So, I plan to help her out with her leftovers as often as possible. 🙂