Tag Archives: Turkish

Voodoo or nazar boncuğu?


Karagöz is jumping up and down with his usual amount of vim and vigor, so much so that even the weight of his wax-papery self is getting to my shoulder. He’s all hot and bothered – which in his world … Continue reading

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Of peştemal, patlican and the perfect Turkish junk food (with home-style recipe)


After saying goodbye to Z. after my first-ever great morning at cement beach, M. and I walked up the hill, now expert at pre-stretching our legs in order to elude shin splints.  Upon entering the house, Kalinka was upon us, … Continue reading

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Cross-cultural compromise – on potato salad (with recipe!)


We stood, facing each other, with what can only be described as a glowering look.  Me – hand on my hip, mayonnaise in the other hand resting next to the bottom of my apron.  M. – hand on his hip, … Continue reading

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