Nothing to See Here
Here is an excerpt from an essay I wrote about how my brother Sami and I secretly lived alone while attending high school.
Rami Saydjari
Red Was the Color of the Earth
Wetumka was a simple, somewhat secluded little town. It was rooted in the red earth that was central Oklahoma
The Kitchen Table
The kitchen Table is an essay about my mother’s kitchen in Wetumka, OK.
Unsettled – Saydjari Family Migrations
Our parents’ emigration from Syria led the family on a long journey covering many places.
Oral Tradition
My younger brother Sami caught the bug first and took it upon himself to begin documenting the stories our parents had told us when we were kids.
Mejedera – An Ancient Dish
” I can hear my father’s voice echoing his disdain as I start preparing one of my favorite dishes.
A Genealogist’s Nightmare
We go into some detail on how Middle Eastern names are derived on the family website which is highly variable.
Ruins in Time.
Sir Walter Scott once said: A ruin should always be protected but never repaired – thus may we witness fully the lingering legacies of the past.
Baba Ghanoush – Spoiled Dad
Baba ghanoush. In Arabic, “baba” means father, and “ghanoush” means spoiled. This “spoiled dad” roasted eggplant dip is the creamier version of the better-known hummus
No, I mean where are you really from?
I suppose I used to resent that all too common a question. When asked about my origin I used to say truthfully that I was born in a small town in Northwestern Wisconsin called Barron.