Every year, at least a week before the Greek's birthday, I ask him what kind of cake he would like. More often than not, it is this stout cake with cream cheese frosting, but, in the almost seven years we have been together, deviations have been known to happen. The same can be said for…
When I was still at the office, every day, around 3 or 4 in the afternoon, my coworker would inevitably ask me what I was making for dinner that night. It didn't matter what I told her--pasta, eggs, rice--she would sigh and say: "You're such a grownup." I would laugh and ask her if she…
Sometimes, my Thursdays look like a cookie sheet full of freshly baked cookies. Given my various commitments, this doesn't always make much sense, but let's just call it my way of powering through the madness. Weekday baking is also something that I try to reserve for special occasions, like when friends come from out of…
On the meeting point of two worlds, the ornament of the Turkish homeland, the treasure of Turkish history, the city cherished by the Turkish nation, Istanbul, has its place in the hearts of all citizens. -Mustafa Kemal AtaturkExactly one week ago I was still firmly caught in the peaceful embrace of that beautiful creature, Vacationland.…
I have a Castle of Silence, flanked by a lofty keep,And across the drawbridge lieth the lovely chamber of sleep; Its walls are draped in legends woven in threads of gold.Legends beloved in dreamland, in the tranquil days of old.-Daniel O'Connell Although I enjoy cooking, baking is my true passion. Cookies, cakes, breads, cupcakes, muffins, scones,…
Dining with Dostoevsky 