She invited me to her room telling me she had a surprise. Then handed over a plate as I sat on the divan. At the time where Turkish food was so limited,
‘Where did you find the kadayıf?’ I asked.
Cutting through the pillow shaped biscuit, soaked in syrup, and sprinkled with nuts.
Neither of us admitted to the disappointing taste of bland. We sat in silence, longing for the flavours that once made us surrender. I wondered if my taste buds had adapted to being away for so long and if I’ll ever find my flavour from home.
‘I guess this is how the English like their kadayıf,’ we said, in agreement.
Now, we laugh, since discovering the pillow shaped biscuits was the breakfast cereal Shredded Wheat. Our taste buds stayed loyal no matter how long we had been away from our home.
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