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Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Semolina Halva for a Beloved Grandmother


I love living in Sydney and in many ways it reminds me of the Istanbul of my childhood.

But as the summer hits my calendar and the school holidays begin, a pang of nostalgia starts to build up and I find myself longing to be a student again, finishing yet another school term, on my way to our summer house to enjoy my summer holiday with Canim Ananem (My Dear Maternal Grandmother.)

My grandmother was only 150cm tall and had the smallest feet. Her height was never an issue as she always said "all good things come in small packages." The only thing big about her was her ears, her bosoms and her hearty laughter.