This is how the cookie crumbles

You go places. You meet lovely people, see breathtaking sights, learn a couple of vital lessons… and then go back home. Rinse, repeat. For us, the now so-called digital nomads, the wanderers, that’s just the way it is. But that doesn’t make goodbyes any easier.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. This is the life I chose, the life I was so unbelievably fortunate to be allowed to choose. Goodbyes are still hard, nonetheless. Some days, while I am doing the most banal activities, a flashback would stab me without prior notice. I would be commuting to work, and longing for that cozy rooftop cafe in Barcelona. Or I would be doing laundry, and missing the little restaurant literally at the sea shore in that charming Greek island. I am sure you know what I’m talking about.

For me, however, there is one infallible strategy to cope with my nostalgia. It is well known that some sensory experiences, such as taste and smell, are engraved in our brains and have the capacity to bring us back to the places and moments where we enjoyed them. For that reason, whenever I feel the yearning building up, I cook.

And now, for no reason whatsoever, I have decided to share those recipes, a.k.a. memories, with anybody who wants to read.

Let the journey begin!

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