Free vegan food makes me happy. This morning a lovely co-worker brought me more vegan muffins (from his other job). And just a bit ago I scored pita and hummus, fancy-cut carrot sticks, broccoli, and some spinach-rice pilaf. There’s Tabouleh too, but I have to be in the mood for it. Besides, no one makes it like my Grandma’s. Yes, her American-style cooking was dreadful. Spaghetti noodles over-cooked, then frozen (for the love of pete, why?) and re-heated until they were mush. Pancakes missing key ingredients, like sugar or baking powder. But her Lebanese dishes were divine. I think I’ve mastered Loubieh, but have yet to attempt making grape leaves or flatbread. And I haven’t made Mujaddarah or Rishta in ages. Should put that on the To Do list for this weekend.