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This is pretty cool. It isn’t everyday that I can say that I have published 100 posts, get to support an overwhelmingly great cause, and officially turn the big 3-0. But truth be told, the stars have aligned and everything seems to have fallen into place this week. Not only does this blog post mark the 100th published article since…

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The advice of Pooh bear.

The love of Winnie the Pooh in my family is quite understandable. My mother enjoys using his quotes. Somehow, because they come from a simple lovable bear, they are more real and more realistic in a way.

My Mum’s favourite quote is:

Sometimes I sits and think , sometimes I just sit.

Going through some of A.A. Milne’s quotes (the author of Winnie the Pooh), I could make out the characters from my childhood.

Here are some of my favourites:

”If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.”

“We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet. Even longer,’ Pooh answered.”

“Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.” – Deep coming from a Pooh Bear!

And the most profound of all, in my opinion: “How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”




Chicken , Spinach and Pesto Pancake Stack

Today I have achieved a milestone – I’ve managed to flip a pancake! :)

I had an idea in mind for a particular recipe and couldn’t find it anywhere! That has never happened before!  So I stole bits and pieces from different recipes and came up with this!

Chicken, Spinach and Pesto Pancake Stack

Things you need:

Pancakes (not American pancakes – it would be too rich!) – 3 for each serving.

Mascarpone (I used 250g for 4 people)

Pesto (3 Tablespoons)

Chicken breasts (Again, one per serving)



Seasoning – salt, pepper, garlic, thyme and parsley.

Things you need (to do):

1. Prepare the pancakes first. They can be heated when the time comes.  Try ensure they are almost the same size – will look more presentable.
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2. Fry the onion and garlic. Add the chicken pieces. I cut them into thin strips. I like cutting the onion in largish pieces but everyone has different tastes so feel free. If you like to have a bit of a sauce perhaps a chicken cube would do? i was worried it would make the pancakes soggy!

3. Allow the chicken to cook properly (no risk of Salmonella :P). Add spinach and thyme. When about to serve add a dollop of mascarpone to bind the mixture.

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4. In the meantime, mix the pesto with the mascarpone and parsley until smooth and even. I was considering replacing mascarpone with cream cheese – an option for another time perhaps!

5. For the stacking –

Take one pancakes and spread the pesto mix on it. Be generous. add another pancake and on this place the chicken spinach mix. Use another pancake on top. Heat for about a minute or until the pesto sauce is nice and saucy.

I’m no food blogger but thought I’d share!

Happy weekend!

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We need saints

“We need saints without cassocks, without veils – we need saints with jeans and tennis shoes. We need saints that go to the movies that listen to music, that hang out with their friends. We need saints that place God in first place ahead of succeeding in any career. We need saints that look for time to pray every day a…nd who know how to be in love with purity, chastity and all good things. We need saints – saints for the 21st century with a spirituality appropriate to our new time. We need saints that have a commitment to helping the poor and to make the needed social change.

We need saints to live in the world, to sanctify the world and to not be afraid of living in the world by their presence in it. We need saints that drink Coca-Cola, that eat hot dogs, that surf the internet and that listen to their iPods. We need saints that love the Eucharist, that are not afraid or embarrassed to eat a pizza or drink a beer with their friends. We need saints who love the movies, dance, sports, theater. We need saints that are open sociable normal happy companions. we need saints who are in this world and who know how to enjoy the best in this world without being callous or mundane. We need saints.”

– Pope Francis (World Youth Day 2013)



For God shows no partiality. (Romans 2:11). Why does the Church stay mum?


Wikipedia should revise its bio on Malta – in particular in relation to religion. The 98% Catholics have spent the past week suggesting all sorts of mediocre ways to deal with illegal immigration, from shooting the boats to throwing them in quarries until they beg to be taken back. A number of this 98% are today marching in a pro ‘push-back’ rally tomorrow, after a protest against the same push backs was denied by the Social Democratic Government. Yes, you heard correctly – the social democrat government not some Le Pen version of the far right. The Government who is liberal and progressive, until they got elected that is. These people will today go follow their patron saint’s statue throughout town and praise the name of God to all who will listen. These people will enter a church tomorrow and receive Holy Communion.

My argument today however is nothing to do with the government. Enough people have discussed the deplorable behaviour by our dear boy scout Joseph Muscat. Here is one of the best ones if you are interested.

Today, my attack is on the Church of Malta. Not the church around the world. Pope Francis just a few hours before our Prime Minister did a grave mistake was saying:

“We have lost a sense of brotherly responsibility,” and “have forgotten how to cry” for migrants lost at sea.

What, you may ask did our darling Archbishop say in the face of such immoral acts? Nothing. I waited a week before I wrote this, hoping that a pastoral letter will be sent to all the churches. I was waiting for the Curia to issue a press release. For the Archbishop to request an immediate audience with the Prime Minister and the President. I waited, filled with hope, that if our Church was willing to spend so much money on a campaign against divorce last year, the very least they would do in the face of a push-back which goes against everything Jesus Christ thought us, is raise their voices.

Is that what our Church is about? Shunning divorce, co habitation and homosexuals but closing an eye to immoral acts and racism? Dear Archbishop, what are you waiting for? We got our faith thanks to an immigrant, our dear Saint Paul. Use the example of Jesus not to condemn or give authority to yourselves, but to defend those in need.

My faith in Jesus Christ is unwavering, but the faith in the Church of Malta is very rapidly fading.


My sister started a new phase in her life a few days ago. She has become a full timer at Mater Dei Hospital. She was telling me about how difficult it may be to adapt to this new phase. There is , inevitably, some sensation of feeling older, which I felt too on my last day of University. I completely symphatise. On the other hand, my younger sister is entering second year sixth form, a phase which most people envy her.
My take on different phases in life is that they don’t faze me (no pun intended). Every step of our life is important and I don’t begrudge one or another. It may be because my sixth form phase was not in the least enlightening and I was content to move on to another phase. Therefore it will not be the same when I celebrate my 30th birthday and realize another phase has passed me by!
However I do not panic when I think of my future as a mother and wife. Not even when I imagine myself with grandkids. I feel that the panic we associate with phases is due to the fact that we don’t have enough time to live in one particular phase before we move to the other, yet ironically we are always planning our future, always thinking ahead. This ‘thinking ahead’ syndrome actually makes the day fly by since we are not living for today, but always for an ‘eventually’.
It’s when we skip a threshold that we realize that another phase has past. We tend to forget the troubles of the past, and focusing on the troubles of the future, wish we could walk back in time.
Every phase has something new to offer, something special. Every phase is full of experiences and opportunities which make us who we are. These are the things that teach us what we like, and what we don’t, who we live for and how we live.

The wolf

There was a wolf among them in that hopeless whirlwind of the life she was leading. He was a hidden warrior, just like herself. In him, she found release – he was good at that. He wanted to offer release. And like the lone wolf, he could sense her need and offered it to her, time and time again. The sexual gratifying kind, the toe curling senseless orgasms of a lonely heart. He was good at giving.

She would show up at his place, with a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. They’d stare out at the stars and discuss sociology, philosophy trying to decipher why. Then they would be clumsy and numbly. Two different people, two different foils of emotion as they tossed and tumbled. No kisses. No sex. Just need.

She loved that lone wolf, in a sad kind of way. They found each other when they were lonely. They were looking for themselves in each other and what they found lead them down to  nowhere. For a while, they were one in the same. Thirsty lonely wolf brothers.

He doesn’t see her anymore. Sometimes she howls right down to the core of his soul, and he knows everything is alright.


5 years of catechism – What an experience!

I was dreading this particular Saturday for one reason. I wanted to clear out my catechism shelf, and sort out five years worth of books, papers and video resources. I also had to sort them out for the teacher who will be replacing me. What memories! I loved every second of it :)

I learnt a lot of things in these five years of teaching. The most important is to do everything for the children. to have a quick game to keep them interested, and to pinpoint the child who is finding it difficult to interact.

When they say that children have more to give you than you can give them, it is the absolute truth. The way they see the world, through their innocence has served as an eye opener on many an occasion.

The best lesson for me is when I (bravely) decided to decorate a bare gypsum wall with the 35 children in my class last year. What a thrilling , inspiring and messy experience. I can’t help but smile when I see their colored hands still on the wall a year later. The children still come back to place their hand on their replica on the wall, and to show their parents!

It has been an experience I will never forget!


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