Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

Approaching death in a Turkish-American relationship: Is it time to stir the irmik helvası?

Posted on August 15, 2012 by lizcameron

Surrounded by the puppets and M. on the crinkle-comfort white couch, I listened to the filtered sound of traffic in the windy streets of Nişantaşı coming in through the slanted, modern windows that opened towards me, as opposed to just the … Continue reading →

Posted in Family Challenges, Turkish Food!, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged cooking, Damascus, death, end-of-life, islam, Moon, Nişantaşı, Puppet, Puppeteer, Turkish Airlines, United States, yavash yavash | 17 Comments

The grassy keyboard and the glass shards remaining

Posted on August 14, 2012 by lizcameron

So submerged was I, that it wasn’t until the fiftieth glass shard ratta-tat-tattled tinkety way down into my lair below the typewriter keys and on down past the steel spines with noted curvature to the grass roots nestled just below … Continue reading →

Posted in Family Challenges, On writing about my life with the Karagöz puppets, Visits from the Karagöz puppets | Tagged istanbul, Puppet, Taksim Square, Typewriter, yavash yavash | 4 Comments

Care for some hummus with your pop-culture terrorist images?

Posted on April 15, 2012 by lizcameron

It is late at night, and I am thousands of miles from my cozy New England home here in Oregon. I am cooped up in my tiny, yet luxurious, hotel room, frantically making notes for my report to my boss … Continue reading →