Transporting a holiday across continents, and adding a new one in the country we learned to call home.
Thanksgiving was just another opportunity to acknowledge where we came from. At the dinner table, through parsley and sumac, we regenerated.
A lifelong obsession with Armenian funeral halva, a refugee journey from Iran to America and how you don't really become part of a place until you put your dead in the ground.
When the news of Charles Aznavour’s passing broke, every channel of my social media was filled with stories and memories from every corner of the Armenian diaspora.
After years of reporting stints in and out of the country, I had a home and kitchen of my own.
Growing up without a pet reflected my experience as an immigrant in America.
With products that target '90s nostalgia, I make a case for purchasing peace of mind.
An essay (and radio interview) on why German recognition of the Armenian Genocide, and more importantly the politician who championed it, is important.
An essay on how I won a house in Detroit, immigration, identity and the "American Dream."
Generations of Armenians in Los Angeles have taken solace in markets that remind them of the homes they had to flee
An essay on identity, nostalgia and the best apricots in the entire world.
A ride throughout Armenia and Georgia on Soviet-era marshutka minivans and what they ultimately taught me.
An essay on a lifetime love and hate relationship with ethnic grocery stores, all their strange smells, misspelled fruit labels and the take-no-prisoners grandmothers who poke the packaged, saran-wrapped meat to make sure it’s tender for their dolma or tamales.