Orhan Pamuk's new book and museum...

NYTimes book review of Museum of Innocence

NYTimes article on Pamuk and his real 'Museum of Innocence' in Istanbul

food and dead ducks...

first of all I am very appreciative of Turkish mothers. Especially those of my friends and roommates who come and cook for their daughter (or son) and friends. And then they stick around to clean our kitchen and dishes!? Also fathers of roommates who send gi-normous boxes of multiple kinds of borek for the entire house. I should/would have taken a picture of all the delicousness if i hadn't been overwhelmed by the supply of food for my breakfast, and which lasted almost a full week (for 6 girls mind you). It was a lot of food. If it ever happens again I will be sure to photodocument it just to prove it happens.

also, today, while checking up on my supposed mailing address...i found out that my 'street' or 'road' is called, in translation, something like 'butcher's meadow place.' this name might explain why a classmate of mine witnessed a woman carrying a dead duck down the road and disposing of the guts, etc. in the middle of the street. There are also a lot of cows and sheep, in addition to some meadows, down the road. it's good to know with all this abrupt, modern developing projects that some things will remain the same...

morning traffic in the meadows of the butchers

life changes...

in addition to the very large changes that may occur in one's life when you move abroad there are also many small changes that only you may notice. Some that i have noticed lately are:

- i now put yogurt on EVERYTHING, especially pasta. it is delicious.

- and for the first time in my life i have wanted, and thus went out and bought, a yellow article of clothing. never EVER in my life have i ever worn yellow, by choice. and its a strange, muddy yellow color too. i'm not sure if this change has any positive or negative conotations, but i do find it extremely curious. it's just a plain pullover, v-neck sweater by the way. and i did buy the same sweater in brown as well, just to offset the novelty of the yellow sweater. i didn't want to completely abandon my comfort zone of clothing choices.

this is my life...

first i wake up in my bed and in my tiny room...

then i can open up my window and look at my view...

then i walk down the hall past my living room...

then end up in the kitchen for breakfast...

and if i have time i can eat breakfast out on my balcony...

then i walk out of my apartment complex...

and wait on the corner for my minibus to school...

then i go to class...

the end.

for now.

Diary of a Foodie: Gourmet.com mmm, Turkish food!

Diary of a Foodie: Gourmet.com

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pictures...

a few more pictures from the summertime...

http://www.flickr.com/photos/11710788@N07/



photos from my current life are in the works...


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