I’ve been thinking about my grandmother a lot lately. Maybe it was Turkey. She loved to go to interesting places, and while her friends would go hang out at their condo in Florida, she and my grandfather would be off on a folk dancing trip to Bulgaria. When it came to travel, she was a…
car snack 1
Sometimes I feel like a real hypocrite. I make the craziest things. I get excited about making things like cheese and puff pastry, and I feel so proud that I can stick to the raw material aisles at the store. I bypass all those bags and boxes of processed things with my head held high….
turkish breakfast
I’ve gotten a few inquiries as to why I went to Istanbul. I’m happy to answer, although it’s not so neat and clean, I think. I went to Istanbul to drink tea and find the right baklava, to visit my friends Molly and Aurel, to see old and round buildings. I went to Istanbul to…
wednesday
I like what travel does. I am getting ready to fly home, and I am ready to go, but I have the buzzing of my own mispronounced Turkish words in my thoughts. I like that all of my clothes smell funny, like red pepper and car exhaust with a slight undertone of cat pee. I…
tuesday
Today, my friend Aurelien turned 34. We made him oreos for breakfast. Although this might not sound so good to you, he is a man who can eat oreos before 10 am, and I really respect him for that. I brought shortening from the states in preparation for his sacred cookies, and Lissa and I…
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