I’m really back now. The details of day to day life require my presence, and I mean really require it, so I’ve stopped leaving pots and the stove and daydreaming of little cups of Turkish tea. I’m moving at full speed. Which, I admit, is not that fast. There is a lot to keep up…
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way better than it looks
I only give you this photo because I feel that I must. But skip over it. Make this even though it looks gross. Just taste it. Taste on anything, but my favorite these last few days is atop a bagel and cream cheese. Good on bread, good on a little slice of radish, good on…
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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