I am trying to remember whether I could hear church bells on Sunday mornings when I was growing up in Beirut.  You certainly should have been able to hear them.  There are churches in downtown not far from our apartment.  The muezzin from the mosques was always nearer and more urgent.  But there must have been the sound of bells, too, but I can’t be sure now.  I think they went silent during the war, which after all lasted most of […]

Categories: Lebanese recipes, memory and culture • Tags: Beirut, church bells on Sunday mornings, East Beirut