I Love the Neighbours

Almost every other day this Ramadhan, just before futoor... we would hear a polite knock or ring of our front door. It would be someone from one of the houses on our street with a steaming pot or plate of their home cooking. Although the dishes are all similar to ones we make ourselves, I love sampling these generous tokens of our neighbours' friendship because the differences in preparation make me rediscover some of my favorite meals as if tasting them for the first time. I also feel like, in a way, I have been invited into their homes and given a glimpse into the culinary aspect of their lives :)