Posts Tagged: memories
SALT LAKE
Eating baked potatoes suddenly brought back a flood of memories of Tabriz, the Turkic-speaking city in the northwest of Iran, where they sell boiled potatoes and eggs by the street, to our amazement. We traveled there in the summer of
RISOTTO
My father once watched some cooking show and learned about risotto. He felt it was a perfect “make-shift” food for a kitchen full of two working parents and four children, and he started making it, day and night. We all
RISOTTO
My father once watched some cooking show and learned about risotto. He felt it was a perfect “make-shift” food for a kitchen full of two working parents and four children, and he started making it, day and night. We all
THAT WHICH MUST NOT BE NAMED
About twenty years ago, my father drove my toddler sister to daycare, as he did every day (or most days- I’m not sure what the routine was back then). The difference between that day and other days was that I
THAT WHICH MUST NOT BE NAMED
About twenty years ago, my father drove my toddler sister to daycare, as he did every day (or most days- I’m not sure what the routine was back then). The difference between that day and other days was that I
COME, AS I WERE
I was five months pregnant when my father-in-law died. I didn’t care, and I didn’t shed a tear for him. He had shown courtesy to me during the long years of our marriage, and not much else. My mother says
COME, AS I WERE
I was five months pregnant when my father-in-law died. I didn’t care, and I didn’t shed a tear for him. He had shown courtesy to me during the long years of our marriage, and not much else. My mother says
TIME DOES NOT HEAL
“It’s a lie!” I can remember my mother crying out those words- 15, 16 years ago? She was in the midst of some interminable dispute with her siblings and their spouses and their mom- as usual, I may add- and
TIME DOES NOT HEAL
“It’s a lie!” I can remember my mother crying out those words- 15, 16 years ago? She was in the midst of some interminable dispute with her siblings and their spouses and their mom- as usual, I may add- and
THE GRATEFUL PLANTS
When I was eight or thereabouts, I lived, for the first and only time in my life, in a rich man’s house for a year. It was built in exceedingly expensive, fashionable area of north Tehran, at the foot of
THE GRATEFUL PLANTS
When I was eight or thereabouts, I lived, for the first and only time in my life, in a rich man’s house for a year. It was built in exceedingly expensive, fashionable area of north Tehran, at the foot of
A SKETCH OF A NAKED WOMAN!
In 1997 or whenever it was, I was working at my first job, a translator, in an export-import company affiliated to the state-owned Iranian Railways. I had landed this job because my boss, the Director of Business Affairs, was the
A SKETCH OF A NAKED WOMAN!
In 1997 or whenever it was, I was working at my first job, a translator, in an export-import company affiliated to the state-owned Iranian Railways. I had landed this job because my boss, the Director of Business Affairs, was the
MY FATHER WAS A CHAMPION SKIER
So we were told. He had won a national competition of some sort and received a medal from the hand of the king of Iran. He grew up in a small mountain village north-east of Tehran, and he skied to
MY FATHER WAS A CHAMPION SKIER
So we were told. He had won a national competition of some sort and received a medal from the hand of the king of Iran. He grew up in a small mountain village north-east of Tehran, and he skied to
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY
It is a grand cliche to think of your childhood as idyllic, and I am no exception. I think of the years I spent in Leeds, attending a small private primary school as some of the best years of my
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY
It is a grand cliche to think of your childhood as idyllic, and I am no exception. I think of the years I spent in Leeds, attending a small private primary school as some of the best years of my
THANK YOU, OH PATRON SAINT OF ROTISSERIE CHICKENS
More so than mothers and husbands, friends or family- oh, way more. In fact, right up there, in the top league of Things Which Make Life Possible For Working Mothers. On par with good nannies, reliable babysitters, computer games and
THANK YOU, OH PATRON SAINT OF ROTISSERIE CHICKENS
More so than mothers and husbands, friends or family- oh, way more. In fact, right up there, in the top league of Things Which Make Life Possible For Working Mothers. On par with good nannies, reliable babysitters, computer games and
