I remember back in the early 2000s, when I was still in high school, I got an invitation in the mail from a sister in my community.  I knew her birthday wasn’t for a few months, and that she wasn’t graduating, or getting married.  So I was confused about what the invitation was for.  As I opened it and read through, my eyebrow started to go up.  It seemed she was having a party because she had decided to start wearing hijab full-time.  For hijab??–that’s strange, I thought, putting the invitation down and moving along.

That was then, this is now.  Since that first invitation to a hijab party, I’ve seen these types of get togethers increase in their popularity.  Every year now I’ve been invited to small gatherings of sisters celebrating a milestone in their sister-in-Islam’s life: wearing hijab.  I’ve grown more and more accustom to the idea of these parties, so I’ve stopped raising my eyebrows at each invitation.  But last summer, my parents received an invitation to one of these parties, and that was when my eyebrows went back up again.

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Craving #3– Tuna Melt Sandwich (with Fries, please)

Thank you, Osman, for telling me that you ate an amazing tuna melt sandwich. Because of you, I have now been craving said sandwich since… 10:30AM cst. I’m thinking about just bypassing the restaurant you mentioned, Nookies Restaurant, and making my own at home. I did see some bread, shredded cheese, and tuna in the house. I know it won’t be the same, but my last two cravings haven’t come into fruition yet, so I want atleast *one* of my cravings to be satisfied.