Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

Karagöz wishes Yehuda Rebbe L’Shana Tova


Karagöz, my impish and oppositional puppet, is very serious today, and this, my friends, is an unusual event. Karagöz, the little chorus of dancing ladies tell me, has decided to honor one of our sage puppet elders, Yehuda Rebbe, the … Continue reading

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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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