I wish every Saturday was like this.
I wish we would meet up with friends and have chicken tagliatelle at Bej for breakfast. Then Dali or Picasso, Rembrandt, Miro would be in the town and we would visit them. We would get tired of walking around and find out about a corner of heaven in Karaköy.
Sit there for hours, drink amazing coffee and eat delicious apple pies even tastier than a mother’s apple pie.
Then we would see another exhibition, one of the modern Turkish artists, Tayfun Serttaş for instance. And at night we would taste the most joyful wines of Bozcaada and eat hot cheese tower.
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