Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

Ayçiçeği: From Edirne to Provincetown with love


Wishing for a bit of sunflower Eden, last night, I dreamed of the long drive from Istanbul to Bozcaada through Edirne province, land of the moving yellow heads.  Yellow heads, that is, of flowers.  Specifically sunflowers in fields so vast … Continue reading

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Acculturation and driving: A Turkish-American story in search of structure


This post is not what you might expect  – there will be no mention of crazy Turkish driving or insane Istanbul traffic jams – although both figure prominently at times in my relationship with M.!  Rather, this post is designed … Continue reading

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The Karagoz Oyunlari hit the Truro Agricultural Fair


Sleeping with my faced smushed into the pillow as usual, I smelled the wafts of Çaykur yellow label tea before hearing the beginnings of the little chorus of dancing ladies’ morning chant. That chant, you see, is designed to slowly … Continue reading

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