Category Archives: On writing about my life with the Karagöz puppets

Mozzarella Mamma Rolls into Istanbul


As one half of a  Turkish-American marriage, I am always interested in other people’s experiences in the living of a cross-cultural life. And as you may have gathered,  I have a troupe of traditional yet modern Karagöz shadow puppets who … Continue reading

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Of melekler and angels in the Haghia Sofya and beyond


Last summer, M. and I stood with our niece in the Haghia Sofya in Istanbul, marveling at all of the art on the walls. Slipping her tiny hand into mine quietly, our niece said “I didn’t know there were angels … Continue reading

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Of Turkish tea, American coffee – and the Arabian Nights in the Bathtub


When I last left you, dear readers, I was wired out of my mind on Turkish tea in an effort to keep myself going on a stack of statistics exams.  I made it through the stack with a total of … Continue reading

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