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Month: August 2007 (Page 1 of 3)
(This post was written over a two day period, so mind the timeline)
I was surprised when my mother told me that my father was coming last night. He’s been out of town for 19 days, his planned visits being cancelled and postponed alternatively every few days. In these 19 peak-summer days, dad has missed weddings, gatherings, dinner outings with family friends, and Friday lunches.
Then this morning as I was driving to the office, it hit me why my dad is here this particular weekend. Tomorrow is the one day a year alongside the day of mother’s birthday that my dad never misses coming home for: the 30th of August is my parents’ anniversary.
My parents met at the wedding of my mother’s friend, Raeda, who coincidentally happened to be my father’s niece. Both in charge of refreshments at that wedding, my parents got married a year later.
Today, it’s been 23 years, 22 of which I’ve personally enjoyed with them. These years were full of lots of love, lots of happiness, and lots of the most wonderful memories. I really do not think that anyone in the world could have had a childhood as amazing as mine. My parents made sure it was both fun and fulfilling. They were supportive and encouraged our personal endeavors and experimentations. Thet let us grow as individuals in whichever direction we felt like growing, and in that way, they cemented our bond as a family. They have made our life truly perfect.
Happy anniversary Mama & Baba. May there be many more happy ones to come. We love you.
This video, done in early February, was supposed to be cut into segments and posted consecutively on Wednesdays, but the stream of life continued and not much nagging was done. In May, the issue that Wednesday nagging revolved around came to a much anticipated end.
Today, when I look at this video, I just smile. It’s amazing how the days always manage to pass, no matter how slowly, no matter how quickly. They always pass. There’s always something else to wait for.
Average Price: All items on are under 3 JDs. Average 1.5 JDs.
We admit it, Cups & Kilos is our favorite coffeeplace in town, beating even international star coffeehouses like Starbucks. Their coffee, in both varieties of hot and cold, is awesome, and they have many just-as-delicious options for people who would opt to stay away from all the caffeine including smoothies and Italian soda (a personal favorite). Plus, we gotta support the local initiatives ;)
We would recommend you try their Caramella de France coffee, Raspberry Italian Soda, and brownies.
That anyone who appreciates Western-style steaks has never had the pleasure of experiencing the tender, savory goodness of Kharoof Ma7shi (stuffed mutton). That Blue Fig is one of the most overrated places in the world. That Ctrl + 8 does wonders in Illustrator.
First, here’s a review by my friend:
The Milano experience was excellent , but with a few little things that hurt its overall rating. The loud noises from the next door construction site may ruin the fanciful atmosphere you seek when going for an Italian dinner.
The overall setting of the place was very cozy (although I preferred the table covers when they where checkered red and white, other than the current green and white), and the chairs were not very comfortable.
The food was good, but make sure to avoid the Palmito Salad (we still cannot decide if that was actually palmito slices or boiled egg whites), but the staff did not mind replacing it and they suggested a delicious Greek salad with an excellent dressing (although we kept wondering why all their salads are served warm) . The fettuccini was the best we had in Amman and the Salmon was good, but not exactly worth its cost.
I will also chime in with my own 2 cents: Milano was one of the restaurant landmarks of Amman at a point in the early 90’s when the locals first started getting acquainted with the “eating out” culture. Sadly, other restaurants that opened around the same period and which had its status have mostly either gone out of business (Mama Mia, Leonardo Da Vinci) or turned into nightclubs (New York, New York, Alfredo).
Although I’ve heard people talk nostalgically about first dates in Milano when it was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, last night was the first time I try it, and I daresay that the place is quite enchanting. We sat outside in the courtyard, where a faded out attempt at an Italian-style wall mural that covers the fence has started looking like an ancient fresco and where the facades of the building itself are covered with gorgeous evergreen foliage. The cobblestone floor, the dim lights, and the effortlessly graceful airs of the restaurant are lacking in the newer Ammanite Italian eateries. Empty but for 3 tables, it is easy to imagine the happier days of the courtyard of Milano; the crowded energy, the chaos of voices and tinkling glasses, and waiters bustling all over the place.
I really enjoyed the time we spent there, and will definitely visit it again; if not for the lovely ambiance at the courtyard and the very good pasta, then for how I feel when I am at Milano. It reminds me of all the good things I used to love about Amman as a child, it reminds me of my parents taking us out for dinner to Tom and Jerry’s down the street from Milano, and of the first time I tried fettuccine.
Personally recommended item: Fettuccine Alfredo with Mushrooms.
When it comes to delicious icecream. Gerard is definitely the best place in town. Their countless icecream flavors will surely satisfy everyone, and each flavor is as delicious as the other. They also have a large variety of non-icecream items such as crepes, coffee, and chocolate fondues, as well Arabic specialty drinks like Sahlab.
We absolutely love this place. One of the first icecream shops of its kind to open in Amman, Gerard has definitely become a staple of Ammanite culture.
Personally recommended flavors: Cheesecake and Kinder.