eating Chinese food in Istanbul: for Rita Wu

Since I’ve reposted my hamburger piece, I thought I might share again my take on Chinese food in Istanbul.

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

so far
it’s pretty far
from what I call
Chinese food
and Rita,
if you think take-out in NY
is junk Chinese food
wait till you try what’s here
it’s almost as bad
as that place outside Denver
remember?
the Silk Road started
or ended here
depending on one’s perspective
but Chinese food
has yet to arrive

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on what passes for hamburgers in Turkey

Once again just because I had a hamburger tonight on the way back from visiting with Ali Esmen and, well, this is still very, very appropriate. I also might add that Paul does not teach at Istanbul University any longer (by his choice, I might add), Tunc no longer goes out with Seyhan, the bar Baris and I drank at no longer exists, and the owner of the cafe below Space Debris Art has given up trying to duplicate the famous NY bagel. But they still put ketchup & mayo on the table with pizza. Sigh.

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

Now I want to make it clear from the beginning that I am not a culinary snob or hung up on American cuisine which, as most people born somewhere else, seem to think is exemplified by the hamburger and hot dog (though the hot dog, or frankfurter, is actually German in origin but I must admit I am a bit of a snob when it comes to them but I’ll leave that for some other post). Hamburgers, though, should be judged by an objective panel who understands what constitutes the basic ingredients: ground beef, a bun, and ketchup, pickles and/onions optional.

So anyway, I’ve had 3 hamburgers now in 8 days here, which is a record for me since I didn’t eat 3 hamburgers in 8 days while living in the US, but that’s besides the point. The point here, or at least the one I’m trying to make in…

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lifting a burden

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

coming home late
after a stop at The Belfast
to my own bottle of Irish
and thoughts of yesterday
today
hope for tomorrow
I toast the ghosts
hovering in corners
ice cubes bump shoulders
the overhead fan twirls
I take another book
from the shelf
there my friends from China
a tavern apart
and 1300 years
much to discuss
lifting a burden
from deep in the heart

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