Coming home after two years was important to me. I have of course, seen my folks in the last two years, I just haven’t been to the place I call, home.
Home is wide winding roads, the smell of frankincense, the taste of shwarma and zatar and the comfort of my old room covered in embarrassing photographs of my siblings and I. It’s a reminder of simpler times when life was uncomplicated and bruised knees were our biggest problems.
My first few days were an absolute pleasure. I spent my days driving down to the beach, shopping, eating more than I needed and lazing around. My parents have recently taken to fruit carving. To those of you who know me well, I’d like inform you that my overcompetitiveness was clearly inherited. Half an hour of fruit carving with my folks will answer all your questions. 😉
Only towards the end of my short trip did the reality of home hit me. The people I loved the most in this world were trying constantly to make this place called home, magical, and I visited them maybe once or twice a year. They’re struggles may not be visible but the pain of keeping up with technology changing faster than they can adapt and accepting our choice to live away from home, takes a toll on them.
Our generation has selfishly chosen career and wanderlust over family. Children then in that sense grow into ungrateful adults. Not consciously but because this is a social norm today. I wonder if these thoughts are just my own…..
Its been a while since I’ve posted so looking forward to your comments.
Mexican food brings to mind spice, zest, tangy cocktails and crunchy tacos. These are a few of my favorite things… that I did not find at Pavo Real, Oman.The restaurant is located in Madinat Qaboos , right next to the Starbucks in front of Kargeens. After reading all the reviews, I was expecting a fully satisfied palette. The enchiladas I tried 6 years ago were fantastic. When I was younger, the restaurant drew in crowds thanks to lively ambiance and live entertainment. The presence of a full house always creates a perception that the food must be great.
We arrived at around 8 pm, which is a good time to get a table on a weekend and ordered margaritas, which I have admit were delicious. However, the food was a complete let down. The only thing we like was the complimentary after a basket of crispy plain nachos with salsa. We may have gone wrong with our choices but a plate of soggy chicken nachos leaves a sour taste in a customer’s mouth.
The starters were greasy and a little too oily to be sinfully appealing, the dips were screaming for more flavor, the cheese was dry. As a dining experience, I cannot say I’ll go back.
The restaurant also has small bar section, it’s a rather congested setting. Definitely a better experience than the dining though and you get enjoy the delicious margaritas without feeling sick with greasy food. Definitely not worth the buck in my opinion!