Love on Madaraka Express
Long Read Ahead. * The train lurches forward at exactly 3 PM. I watch as the stationary containers fall away against the backdrop of a clump of clouds. Just as we leave the Mombasa terminus, rain star...
Against the Grain
A few weeks ago I did an interview with Bett Kinyatti of Craft It. She writes stories of Kenyans in their craft. For her miniseries about Nairobi’s creatives that she’s calling Hunt Like a Hu...
Here’s To Us
Previously in Taste of Mel As told by Mel * World Cup season finds me in Ukunda, South Coast for a three-day intercultural conference. Makena hooked me up with this photography gig but I couldn’t br...
Guest Post: A Little Sunshine At Last
I have good news and bad news. The bad news is, I’m away this week which means Taste of Mel will not be running. The good news is, Habiba Billal is stepping in with a guest post. Earlier this ye...
Failsafe
Previously in Taste of Mel As told by Jonathan * It’s been a tenuous few weeks proving I’m worth my salt as a captain. Of particular concern to me has been sticking my landings. In Kigali I realiz...
Gray Areas
Previously in Taste of Mel… As told by Mel * When you put promises into words and utter them into existence, the universe gives you an opportunity to fulfil them. That’s the power of the spoke...
Guest Post: Over the Edge
Story by Habiba Billal *** “Damn it Gabby, what is wrong you?” Seth asked walking into the kitchen in a pair of briefs beneath a glaring beer gut and a chest that was precariously close to needing...
Tremors
Previously on Taste of Mel … On the cab ride home, I keep checking my phone for a call or text – anything from Harry explaining why he left our date like a mother ostrich to its threatened egg...
On Stranger Tides
Previously in Taste of Mel … After a protracted game of cat and mouse, the insurance company finally cut me a cheque for my broken camera lens. I bought the lens online and was notified that it ...
The Ledge
I see his car before I see him. Only, I don’t know that it’s his because there are a lot of V8’s in this parking lot and I don’t look at the plates. My assistant and I are hauling our equipmen...