An interview with Herd♥Habibi

Their motto: “Friends are made at the cooker.”
Since my heart is easy to be won by new friends and good meals, I wanted to know more about the project. Anika told me in this little interview about who and what hides behind Herd♥Habibi [1].

„Well Anika, my first question: What is Herd♥Habibi?“
“We are a relatively new cooking-blog in German and Arabic. I work on it together with my friends Majd and Katja. Cooking has always been connecting us and we decided to share our recipes. You get to know each other quite easily in the kitchen. Herd Habibi is like a language bridge between Germans and Arabs. Both sides can read the recipes and cook the meals equally, without any translation app. Our recipes are uncomplicated and a cross-section of what Germans eat here and the ingredients aren’t that difficult to find.”

“Would you like to present me your team?”
“Katja is our expert concerning social media, she loves to buy new cookbooks and to try out new recipes. Majd is responsible for the Arabic translations. After two years in Germany, his German has improved so much, he finds our typing mistakes. He is from Syria – and he ate his first “Spätzle” [2] with us and he really liked it. And I still study literature, art and media and I wanted to realize an idea from the beginning to the
end. As we all were in the mood for this project, we made a reservation for the domain – although we are all busy enough with our jobs and studies. Therefore, we meet regularly with a delicious occasion.” Continue reading “An interview with Herd♥Habibi”

The duty to be oneself

I was reading here on Jeune Europe the great article from A. Vagaggini and G. Sgaravatti about the heroism of originality. Here below I will not lavish it, I just strongly recommend you to read it, it is worth. I was reflecting about the importance of originality, or I would better say, about originality as something from the authenticity of each one of us, as nothing is as original and unique as we are. Continue reading “The duty to be oneself”

About the love for sculptures

It was in Rome, I think, when I discovered my love for sculptures.

[3] The Rape of Proserpina, Bernini, marble, Rome
In Rome during a study trip in my school days.
Before that trip, I was opposed to three-dimensional art.
All my attempts to create a handsome sculpture during art lessons failed miserably and ended in bad-looking clay sausages.
I realized that I would not have become a sculptor.
But in return, it is beautiful to enjoy the work of the big artists.

I saw stunning sculptures in the Villa Borghese.
They are very detailed and sculptured with abandon. You could almost say they are alive. Bernini managed to create tension in his work.
The story plays in the spectator’s mind and comes together with the climax, which is represented by the statue. When you look at “The Rape of Proserpina” you can nearly hear Proserpina screaming.
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