Monthly Archives: October 2010

Me Eat Pretty One Day

In October of 1982, Father stopped his orange Russian-made “Lada” in front of a New Belgrade skyscraper and let Mother and me exit, while he searched for a parking spot. My Aunt’s and Uncle’s two bedroom apartment on the eighth floor of the building would be my home for the first two years at theContinue Reading

Parlez Vouz Gougères?

Entering the pantry in our Serbian home (and yes, I still call it home, even after twenty some years living on another continent) feels like entering a time machine. At lightspeed, it pulls me back to my teenage years and I walk around in a haze, smiling like the village idiot, reminiscing about the past,Continue Reading