tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388189120897394605.post8229624578263321883..comments2023-08-14T18:24:45.522-07:00Comments on The Nature of My Memories: Kokina, an Istanbul traditionbeste barkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15002530133068046229noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388189120897394605.post-47978775109575093942015-09-28T06:34:23.832-07:002015-09-28T06:34:23.832-07:00I'm happy you enjoyed the post. I wish you pro... I'm happy you enjoyed the post. I wish you provided your name. beste barkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15002530133068046229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388189120897394605.post-89601567440313474612015-09-28T06:23:02.333-07:002015-09-28T06:23:02.333-07:00It was a joy to read this post. My parents are fro...It was a joy to read this post. My parents are from Istanbul and shared their memories of kokino with me, but I couldn't find a picture or some more information anywhere. Thank you very much.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388189120897394605.post-65959792535917978462015-01-14T03:00:32.155-08:002015-01-14T03:00:32.155-08:00I've always wanted to taste sarsaparilla.
Inte...I've always wanted to taste sarsaparilla.<br />Interesting, about holly and kokina - and poinsettia. Everyone wants red and green at Christmastime! I wonder if that started with the Victorians?Deniz Bevanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17134553551048836979noreply@blogger.com