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It’s -1 degrees this morning! Come on, that’s not a lot of degrees for mid-September 😭 I took a quick peek, and the sensitive plants were still okay, I think it didn’t really freeze but I have to think of where to store the pelargoniums etc for winter already.
My mom hosted a tea party yesterday, she told me. Turkish ladies’ tea parties are so nostalgic to me. My mom as a working mom didn’t host many, but those that took place were always such events. It was usually a rotation of ladies who hosted them (every month, I think?) The preparations sometimes went for days. There would be piles of böreks and cakes and different salads and sarma (if the hostess is generous and skilled, of course). Tea would flow like rivers of honey and wine. The best tea sets with crystal tea glasses would be out, ladies would come in one by one and put on their fancy high-heel indoor slippers. This is around the time when the teenage boy of the house would lock himself in his room for the foreseeable time, and the daughter, if she couldn’t slip out on time, would be expected to spend time with that daughter of a mom friend who was the same age as her (though they hated each other’s guts). These days may be accompanied by a money investment scheme where every month one person gets, let’s say 100 dollars or a quarter gold piece from everyone (nowadays would be way too expensive). So, it would force you to put aside some money every month. Before the husbands came home, the ladies would take their leave, usually with some cake or börek wrapped in a napkin to take home.
Luckily the neighborhood where we have our vacation house has a separate building for hosting social events as houses are usually too small for such gatherings. So mom didn’t have to do too much tidying up and stuff. But it seems like her delicious carrot cake, hand-rolled cheese böreks and fried garden peppers with garlic yoghurt were demolished by the plague of locusts. One would not expect otherwise, because she is such an amazing cook.
Yesterday afternoon I went for a walk around my local beach and unbeknownst to me there was a 9/11 memorial ceremony blocking the path I wanted to take. I must admit it was interesting to hear “Taps” being drowned out by the sounds of speedboats and referee whistles.
If you had a stopwatch that could temporarily stop time (as in the Twilight Zone’s “A Kind of a Stopwatch,” among others) what would you do? Pull some innocent pranks? Rob a bank?