There's Danger in Being Too Friendly

Recently my friend Andrea from Brooklyn Heights visited.  While in Boston, she volunteered at the local theater to "meet and greet" those attending the performance this past weekend.  Her reward?  A terrible head cold.  Apparently she had extended her hand in greeting, shaking the hand of every visitor to the theater that evening.

Didn't she know about bumping (fists, not hips)?  Shake a hand and, if you don't wash that hand, the audience, every single person in the audience, will have shared germs with you.  Friendly, but not smart!  

We have to learn to "bump" our way through life . . . or wave . . . if we want to stay healthy in New England!

The Schoolbag that Returned Home

A visit to Susan Lind-Sinanian, the textile curator at the Armenian Museum of America, uncovered this little bag, a bag donated many years ago by Marash Girl, but now relegated to a drawer of items not worthy of display (note the age toning in above photo, and, not shown, large age blotches on the reverse side.)  The bag was handmade and embroidered on handwoven fabric in Marash by Marash Boy's mother (née Azniv Sanjian) when she was a young girl. She carried the bag daily in Marash on her way to and from school.  The design is created by tiny crosses upon tiny crosses, an embroidery unique to the Armenians in Marash.

Note:  to see other examples of Marash "nakhush", visit the Armenian Museum of America in Watertown, Massachusetts.

Romeo & Juliet in a Teenage Girl's Bedroom

Talkback following the Classic Repertory Company's "contemporary" performance of William Shakespeare's Romeo and  Juliet.

Produced in cooperation with Boston University College of Fine Arts School of Theatre, the setting a teenage girl's bedroom, the Classic Repertory Company hopes to bring the presentation of Romeo & Juliet into high school auditoriums, to encourage young folks to understand the relevance of Shakespearean Theatre in their lives, or at the least, the relevance in our lives of the classic Shakespearean drama, Romeo & Juliet.  Above a photo of the actors on stage during a talkback with the audience following the Tuesday's show:  (in no particular order), Siobhan Carroll (Juliet), Alex Casillas (Friar Lawrence, Capulet, Peter), Katie Grindeland (Mercutio, Prince), Ivy Ryan (Benvolio, Lady Capulet), Dana Stern (Nurse, Montague), Jon Vellante (Paris, Tybalt), Samuel L. Warton (Romeo).  Clay Hopper directed the show.

The Secret of Persimmons

Marash Girl first encountered persimmons when she was a freshman in college.  Her dear friend Linda was the regular recipient of a large box of persimmons, persimmons which she generously shared with her friends.  But persimmons?  Pucker up persimmons? 

Linda taught us that to enjoy a persimmon, one had to wait until the persimmon was soft and squishy -- you got it -- nearly rotten.  Then the true flavor of the persimmon, the sweetness comes through . . . causing no puckering, no grimacing to the person who ventures a bite.  

Oh, how delicious . . . both those wonderfully ripe persimmons and those early years in college!

SEVEN TIMES SALT at the Boston Public Library, Sunday, March 26

Rather than making dinner, Marash Girl and her friend Andrea decided to attend a free concert at  the Boston Public Library.  EASY AS LYING - THE MUSIC OF SHAKESPEARE'S GLOBE presented by SEVEN TIMES SALT (seventimessalt.com) was a  witty concert of early music, humorously performed though regrettably sparsely attended.  The two friends had front row seats!

Matthew Leese, Baritone, waiting to perform 
  "When That I Was and a Little Tyne Boy"  
Photo by Marash Girl

l .to r.:  Daniel Meyers (recorder), Karen Burciaga (renaissance violin), Josh Schreiber Shalem (bass viol), Matthew Wright (lute).        Photo by Marash Girl                                                                           

What shall we make for dinner?

Olive Oil?  Check.

Onions? Check.

Garlic?  Check.

Fresh green beans?  Check.

Tomatoes (canned if it's not summer)?  Check.

Put it all together, and you'll have the most delicious Marash style fasulya you'v ever tasted..  How?

Fry garlic (one clove) and onions (one or two) . . . or just onions or just garlic, (as Medzmama says that the Marashtsis never used both together in the same dish . . . or maybe it was just her preference. . . Marash Girl likes to use both. . .) in olive oil until translucent.

Add fresh green beans and stir until braised.  Add fresh tomatoes or a can of Italian (peeled) tomatoes.  Simmer until beans are softened.  Season to taste with salt, black pepper, and Marash red pepper (coarse).  Let fasulya sit overnight in refrigerator.  The sitting always makes the fasulya taste better.  Serve fasulya hot over freshly prepared boulghour pilaf.  Don't know how to make boulghour pilaf?  Tune in tomorrow . . . 

The Making of Salad - The Test of a Worthy Dandigin

When Marash Girl was first married, she was in the kitchen making salad with Medzmama (Marash Boy's mother).

Having been brought up by an American-Armenian mother from Cambridge, Massachusetts, Marash Girl was acclimated to the joys of chunky "American" salad . . . but chunky American salad was not in the vocabulary of Marash Girl's mother-in-law, who was born in Marash.

Now this was a real problem for Marash Girl, because Marash Girl loved the crunch of the chunk of  fresh vegetables in a tossed "American" salad dressed with olive oil and vinegar; she had no taste whatsoever for the finely chopped Marash style Armenian salad of tomatoes, onions and parsley dressed with lemon juice.

But as far as her mother-in-law was considered, she (Marash Girl) had no taste whatsoever if Marash Girl could not produce a salad of finely chopped  parsley, finely chopped  onions,  and finely chopped  tomatoes . . . (not to put too fine a point on it!)

Luckily, Medzmama loved to make  (and eat) the Armenian salad, and Marash Girl loved to make (and eat) the chunky American salad, and, as they say, the rest is history!

But we're just kids. how can we help?

Marash Girl received a call from an elementary school in Fresno, California.  Seeing a photo of Marash Girl in the 1965 Civil Rights March holding a sign  which stated, "Armenians for Freedom for All", they emailed Marash Girl to ask, "We're just kids!  How can we help?"
Holding signs is one thing; acting on the signs is another!  When you see injustice in any form, do something!  Stop the bullying.  Befriend the friendless!  (Do you have the courage to do that?) Remember what Jesus said: "What you do unto the least of these you do unto me."

Words to the Wise!

Cold Call:  Peter!  Do I have a deal for you!  For every dollar you invest, I can get you a $10 return.

Grandpa Peter:  Mister, I invest $10 to make a $1 profit.  Goodbye.

Happy Birthday to the Spring of Our Lives!

Hello, Springtime!  Hello, Sweet One.  Hello!  and Happy Birthday with all our love!

Unlike most children, you were first held by your father, but then you were too young to remember -- only a few minutes old!

Do you remember being held and blessed by author William Saroyan when you were only a few months old?

Do you remember toddling to the front door to greet Papa, and when you arrived there, turning away, because you were so upset that he had been away for so long?

Do you remember toddling next door to visit Virginia Newes, our neighbor who adored you?

Do you remember how you loved to draw, and how amazing your drawings were?

Do you remember when you first picked up a camera on the top of the Wilbraham Mountain and started taking photos of the wonders of country life?

Do you remember barreling around the corners of East Longmeadow with your mom in order to get to the next yard sale, sooner rather than later?

Do you remember helping Uncle George pick apples -- you were his favorite apple picker!

Do you remember?

Dancing through Harvard Square: A Politically Incorrect Blogpost

Many years ago, Marash Girl and her best friend Linda Jen were wandering through Harvard Square when they met up with some guys who were students at Boston College.  The guys insisted that all Harvard men were "fairies".  Marash Girl and Linda Jen vehemently contradicted the proposition.  "But look," they insisted as they pointed to a group of guys who were literally waving their arms, skipping and dancing down the street. . . "That just proves it!"

The Way It Was, Watertown, Massachusetts

                                                                                                  iPhone Photo by Marash Girl

Oh!  Almost forgot!  Happy first day of Spring!!!!

Listen up, Yeghpairner!

We Armenian-Americans would do well to remember our history, as survivors of genocide, as immigrants, we who would not have survived had it not been for the kindness of the stranger, for the bread shared by those who had barely enough for their own families, for the folks who gave us a chance to prove ourselves, who gave us jobs, who frequented our shops, who encouraged us to send our children to college, who believed in us, who encouraged us to keep on in the face of adversity.  

As the saying goes, folks, "Pass it on!"

Amazing Grace

And speaking of being too religious (see  blogpost of Sunday, February 5, 2017), Marash Girl was having a very tough time with her data base recently, (she sells out-of-print books on the internet . . .) so tough that she feared she had lost the work of several years . . . When out of the blue, she received an order for a hymnal, and then a request for any hymnal that contained the hymn, "Amazing Grace".

Now was this God's way of reminding Marash Girl that there is no reason to get upset about much in the light of God's Amazing Grace?

The juxtaposition of the two occurrences sure put things into perspective for Marash Girl!

And miraculously, her database, though lost, was found!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Did you know?  Some say that Armenians went to Ireland well before Ireland was called Ireland, and that the so-called "black Irish" are descendants of that Armenian migration.  Whether this is true or not, it certainly is a wonderful story to tell those of my grandchildren, nieces and nephews, who are half-Irish and half-Armenian!  What a beautiful combination!

Jordan on Jordan

Marash Girl used the day after the snowstorm to pay off some of her bills via telephone, (as it was impossible to trek by foot or car to the post office).  The first such phone call was answered by a young man:  "Hello.  This is Jordan.  How may I help you?"  

Marash Girl immediately perked up.  "My nephew is named Jordan, after the River Jordan. What a beautiful name!  Did your mother name you after the River Jordan?"

"No," he answered, with some chagrin.  "My sister chose the name . . . she named me after Michael Jordan!"

Sun Shining On Snow

In New England, we're looking out of our windows this morning to a whole new world of sun shining on snow.  The famous Mark Twain comment comes to mind . . . If you don't like the weather in New England, just wait a minute!  . . . Oh, and earlier this morning (or was it late last night?) the moon was shining on snow!

La Liberté Pour Tous Avant Tout !

Reprinted from France Armenie No. 439 / Mars 2017.  Caption on photo in lower right hand corner reads "Lorig Charkoudian, Raffi and Aline, at the demonstration against the anti-immigration decree, Washington DC airport,  January 29 2017." If you enlarge your screen, you may actually be able to read the text!

Workers in Aintab, from Cesar Jacques Chekijian

Cesar Jacques Chekijian posted on Facebook (see below) in Aintabtsi Armenians, a list of Armenian shops that existed before the genocide of the Armenians by the Ottoman Turks.  As Marash Girl's mom's family comes from AIntab (yes, Marashtsi men often married women from Aintab -- such elegant women they were!), Marash Girl was intrigued by the list below and wondered if any of the shops listed belonged to a long-ago relative.  Marash Girl's Aintabtsi grandma (Yester Bosnian) and grandpa (Garabed Vartanian) knew to leave Aintab before the genocide.  How they knew, nobody knows, but Marash Girl's guess is that since Grandma Yester lost her first husband (Bezjian) in an earlier attack on Armenians by the Ottomans in Adana, she (Grandma Yester) was hypersensitive to the warning signs.     Cesar Jacques Chekijian March 7 at 8:09am Aintab Number of Armenian owned shops in 1914. Each shop employed on average of 5 skilled craftsmen, exception being shoe-shops, which employed about the double the average: Below is a list of the total of 684 Armenian shops, employing about 4,000 skilled professionals. The number of 4,000 corresponds to 4,000 Armenian families in all the parishes of the Armenian churches in Aintab in 1915. Stonecutters 300 Goldsmiths 50 Coppersmiths 50 Bakeries 50 Shoes 40 Farriers 33 (shoes for horses) Cutlers 30 Saddlers 30 Blacksmiths 25 Gunsmiths 25 Tailors 25 Smelters 22 Millers 4

Replacing Obamacare: An Act Of Mercy Or An Act Of Malice?

Article below by Alex Newman (Patch Staff)  taken from the Newton Patch, March 9, 2017 

WASHINGTON, DC – House Republicans revealed their long-anticipated bill to replace Obamacare this week, a necessary part of the party's plan to repeal the Affordable Care Act and update the nation's health insurance system. 

Already, the bill is facing pushback from both sides of the aisle. House Speaker Paul Ryan defended it on Tuesday, calling it an "act of mercy" and arguing that the bill would ultimately "collapse on itself" if nothing was done.

But Rep. Joe Kennedy III, a Democrat from Massachusetts' 4th District, flipped Ryan's comment on its head, instead referring to Republicans' bill as an "act of malice." 

"With all due respect to our speaker, he and I must have read different scripture," Kennedy said in an address to the Ways and Means Committee. "The one that I read calls on us to feed the hungry, to clothe the naked, to shelter the homeless, and to comfort the sick. It reminds us that we are judged not by how we treat the powerful but by how we care for the least among us."