...By Sarah Khan
- New York City, New York,
- December 31
- Sarah Khan is an editor at Travel + Leisure magazine, and her writing has been published in The Wall Street Journal, The Christian Science Monitor, Gotham, The New York Press, Fresh Yarn, The Metro, DailyCandy, and many other titles.
Read more about her and by her at http://www.bysarahkhan.com. For her 140-character mini-me, follow her on Twitter: @bysarahkhan.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Do We Amuse You?
May 22, 2012 09:14AM
- Blame It on the Alcohol
March 08, 2012 08:36AM
- Growing Up Is Hard to Do
January 10, 2012 06:14PM
- Santa Claus Is Coming to
December 20, 2011 11:00PM
- My Own Private Bollywood
November 30, 2011 09:13AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thanks for the comments,
@C Berg - I'm 30
and single :)”
December 20, 2011 10:55PM
- “Beautiful. Eid
November 07, 2011 06:46PM
- “@whirlwind - thanks for
the correction, I've fixed
@kate - yes? It's not
July 20, 2011 11:26AM
- “@Jeanette -
@vzn - funny you
should mention my memory of
July 20, 2011 11:24AM
- “Welcome, fan number
July 14, 2011 12:46PM
Sarah Khan's Links
This essay appeared in the Atlantic this week.
Blame It on the Alcohol: An Unintentional Bender in New Delhi
What happens when an abstainer, inspired by Islam and confirmed by palate, is accidentally served a daiquiri at a friend's wedding in India.
After a quarter century of… Read full post »
This essay appeared in the Atlantic yesterday. Fittingly enough,
today is my 31st birthday!
I approached my 30th birthday with the typical trepidation associated with the occasion: I lamented all I hadn't accomplished; I surveyed my face for crevices. Midnight was marked with friends and cupcakes.… Read full post »
This essay ran in the Atlantic last week.
"So, your last name's Khan, huh?" a guy at work asked out of the blue one day. Though we'd always smiled and waved in the hallways, until… Read full post »
This essay appeared in the New York Times today. Please note: Eid is the commonly used spelling, but Id is apparently NYT style.
All American Id
When I think of Id, I think of doughnuts.
Some might expect more ethnic fare to be symbolic of this holy day—haleem, perhaps,… Read full post »
A few years ago, I approached my desk after a morning meeting and was greeted by giant glossy color images of donuts, burgers, ice cream, and french fries plastered on the wall of my cubicle.
This was my then-boss's charming way of helping me ring in in… Read full post »
I knew he was sketchy as soon I saw him clambering up the steps
of the bus.
Slightly hunched over, the man slithered his way down the aisle, shifty eyes darting from seat to seat, pausing momentarily at my row to stare at the open spot across the way.… Read full post »
A naturalization test at an immigration office in Boston was the last hurdle standing between me and U.S. citizenship. But for me this journey had actually begun years before, on a rickety vessel you may have heard of—The Mayflower. Except in my adaptation, that leaky ship sailed… Read full post »