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Welcome to The Starving Soul,
Where we serve what you’re truly starving for.
Newcomers, regulars, lonely or paired,
Those with the blues, with memories shared,
Seeking comfort, a hand to hold,
For hearts that ache or secrets untold.
Come, come, come, to a place of release,
Where all are welcome to find their peace.
No matter the pain, the joy, or the fear,
We’ll wipe your tears and draw you near.
Our rule is simple, pure, and true:
A kind heart is all we ask of you.
No games, no masks, just sincerity’s grace
We serve from the heart in this warm space.
So let us share, with hope and care,
A menu beyond compare:
Appetizers
Joyous Bites
For the weary, a spark of light,
To color your skies and make them bright.
Warm Embrace Soup
For the broken-hearted, a gentle kiss,
A hug of warmth, a moment of bliss.
Main Courses
Angst-Ridden Steak
For the anxious heart, a steady flame,
A soothing dish to ease the strain.
Serene Sunflower Risotto
For restless minds, a quiet reprieve,
A summer’s breeze to help you believe.
Desserts
Sorrowful Sorbet
Bittersweet notes, yet softly show,
The promise of brighter days to follow.
Serenity in Chocolate Cake
Each tender bite a velvet grace,
A balm for hearts in a sweeter space.
Drinks
Serenity Tea
To calm the noise, to quiet the storm,
A sip of peace to keep you warm.
Chocolate Comfort
A taste of nostalgia, blankets, and cheer,
Hot chocolate bliss to hold you near.
Glow Espresso
A bold delight, with caramel’s gleam,
A spark of energy, a waking dream.
Love’s Elixir
A sip of warmth, a tender embrace,
A drink of passion, pure in grace.

Bring those you love, your stories to share,
For this is a place beyond compare.
The clink of glasses, the laughter’s tune,
Each bite a memory, hearts will bloom.
Eat, eat, eat, till your soul is fed,
Forget the cost; there’s no need to dread.
Take your time, savour each bite,
For here, we’ll hold you through the night.
This restaurant is home, a refuge, a nest—
The Starving Soul, where your heart finds rest.

Written by Emna Harzallah.

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« what are you so afraid of losing when nothing in this world belongs to you. »

I think of this quote way often, way more than i should.
Every time the sunset is too beautiful, the trees cast the shadows on the streets, and i catch myself missing old versions of me, of how everything used to be .. every time a train passes by and i just stand there, standing still in a world that’s constantly moving forward.

Every time i raise my eyes to the vast deep blue sky and the stars are flickering with light, a passionate light, showering the world with their magic. Every time the moon is following me down a long heavy road from home to home — a feeling I’ll never get used to. Every time i catch a bird doing its little dance in the misty rain and it all feels a bit too good to be true .. every time a familiar face passes next to me on a road busy with people, with life.

Every time i feel safe, scared, hopeful .. every time i feel, i am reminded of how « nothing in this world belongs to me, and i belong to everything. » Of how i have nothing to lose yet everything to experience .. what a wonderful gift it is that none of this grief i carry between the palms of my hands belongs to me, none of this beauty around me belongs to me. I get to live through it all. I get to experience it all.

Written by: Hadil Khalili

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