I have a lot of dreams, both big and small, that I write down in my gratitude notebook. Big dreams like being able to write a book about my life with food. As well as teeny dreams such as getting a handful of books I’ve been eyeing for too long, being a proud owner of a Joseph Joseph Nest 9 Plus set and, of course, some Zwilling kitchen knives to help me through my cooking journey.
It was actually good friend of mine, who advised me to do this: write my dreams and wishes in my gratitude notebook. She told me to write them, little or as big those dreams may be, as if I have already received them. So none of those “I wish…” or “I dream of…” sentences. It should be written as a statement: “Thank you for [insert dream here]”
Honestly, at first, I really thought that all that writing down your life’s wishes was just mumbo jumbo. But now that my teeny dream of owning a Zwilling kitchen knife came true, I am so glad I followed her advice. I am a certified believer of written gratitude statements.
I wanted to own a Zwilling knife. I wrote it down. I now am a proud owner of one. And what’s even better is that I was given even more.
This is my story…
I woke up this morning feeling so heavy with exhaustion from a night spent on all fours, scrubbing our wee apartment’s floors. But I did force myself on my feet because I was about to claim my dream Zwilling knife, which I won (rightfully so after days of bugging my entire Facebook list to support me in my Zwilling knife quest) from the Chef and Steward blog anniversary contest. Kari, the wife of the dynamic foodie couple who author the blog, asked me to meet her at the Farmer’s Market on the Terrace of the Souk Al Bahar. Perhaps this was another reason why I still managed to peel myself off the bed; it would be my first time at the said market.
I hopped on a taxi to the Burj Khalifa complex after learning that the Dubai Metro starts operations only at 1PM during Fridays. How could I have forgotten about Muslim Friday prayer? Silly Didi. And so sleepy me then waddled through the empty halls of the Dubai Mall, crossed the connecting bridge to Souk Al Bahar and, finally, reached a treasure trove of fresh organic vegetables and fruits, golden baked breads and pastries, jars of homemade jam and spiced nuts, and bags of spices, pulses and grains. I found my senses slowly waking up to its normal pace.
I floated through the market booths, checking out crates of the familiar and the beautifully strange. I came across some purple cauliflowers (Imagine your normal cauliflower except that the florets’ tips were dipped in purple ink), and a caterpillar-like looking berry: quite furry, bumpy with a spotty red-green color (Could you somehow identify what kind of berry this is?). Unfortunately, I forgot to take some photos. Bad blogger.
Maybe because I was distracted by my rumbling tummy. That being said, the predictable voracious foodie that I am could not resist the lure of freshly baked, buttery pastries in the morning and the colorful salad spread of Baker & Spice. You guessed it right that I ended up with some purchases in my bag. Hihi!
And then I got the much awaited phone call from Kari. I stood at the top of the Souk Al Bahar Terrace steps waving wildly (at least I remember I was) to Kari, together with her Chef husband Lij, and smiling like a crazy woman when I saw her carrying that Tavola ME paper bag. I knew it was her. Now I was wide awake. I was about to get my Zwilling knife!
We hugged and said our good mornings as she handed over my prize. Come to momma! Little did I know that the already great morning was about to get better.
Kari and Chef Lij invited me to join them for breakfast at Baker & Spice. I’ve been dreaming of their famous Shakshouka: eggs baked in a roasted tomato and pepper sauce served with warm slices of toasted bread, for quite some time now. I secretly wished that we’d order a pan to share.
And you know what? Kari said that we should order a Shakshouka to share. Amazing! My second dream come true in that same morning! Haha!
What was even better about breakfast was the many stories we shared over good food: from our first Ramadans, to Dubai driving lesson tips, to dirt cheap mobile phones, to Jamaican and Filipino food, to allergies, to life as a housewife and more. I just couldn’t believe my luck. There I was sitting on a table at Baker & Spice, conversing with a generous, bright-eyed, food loving, power couple, over a pan of Shakshouka with my spanking new Zwilling knife (and salad take-aways) in a neat Tavola paper bag beside me. It was truly one of the best Dubai Friday mornings I’ve had in quite some time.
Thank you God for granting my wish! Thank you Tavola ME and Chef and Steward for the kitchen dream come true! Thank you Chef Lij and Kari for sharing your Friday morning with me! (Apparently it was Chef Lij’s first Dubai Friday off ever…Oh, the busy chef’s life!) This was a dream come true and definitely so much more!
This is definitely proof that gratitude really pays off, especially if you write it down. I am just so excited to put my Zwilling knife into good use 🙂 Weeeeee!