I know it is a little strange to do the opposite of what everyone’s been doing lately.
I’m no internet and social media expert, but you don’t need to be one to know that most business are moving their activities onto instagram, facebook and other similar social media applications. Well then, why have I decided to move in the other direction and became obsessed with opening this web site? This is my first article on the site, beginning the page with me trying to explain why I have chosen this route. And here is the first reason: Feeling very limited with the caption space in instagram. Sometimes, when I want to combine my impressions about a restaurant or a place I like with my personal stories, captions and comments are never enough to express myself, and I need to cut down on what I want to say. I don’t like this limitation. I’ve thought that since there have been so many limitations on all the other activities in our lives for the past couple of months, I might at least enjoy the freedom to write about Paris as much as I want.
Good for you Okan, do that! Right?
So far, I’ve been both very lucky and unlucky in my business life. I spent my childhood and teenage years playing basketball, I was actually quite good. I always thought my future was in basketball. Right before that fated last practice, I had even learned that I was to be recruited to the national team in my age group for the upcoming Mediterranean games. I was very motivated and at the top of my game. However at our last practice before a tournament the next day, the person guarding me stepped on my foot right as I was jumping and I injured my knee. Since we were going away on a tournament the next day I didn’t have a chance to see a doctor about the injury and our coach Murat didn’t want me to risk myself by putting me on the court in any of the serious games. Therefore I missed my chance in the national team selections that summer and after that could never reach my previous form nor motivation. It is very hard for a young player to get back to previous form when he cannot find any real support during or after his injury. Well, at least I personally was not at that level of maturity.
While I was studying at the university, I was also working with my father at our family business. A workaholic father who had been working since 13 years old, sometimes even at holidays and me by his side. I was very lucky because he always valued my opinions and encouraged me. He approved all my efforts to establish a more corporate structure within the company, increase production quality and he was very proud of me because we had started exporting too. However through all these changes, I couldn’t change his mindset of figuring things out along the way, and unfortunately because of a little too much ego and pride, him getting sick and my inexperience all came together and made things go downhill, crushing my dreams about the future of the family business.
Then Lokanta MAYA came along, during one of the hardest periods of my life. I can never be grateful enough to Didem for showing the courage to introduce me, who couldn’t tell the difference between lamb shanks and chicken thighs, into the food and beverage industry as her partner. I can say that I moved from the hardest period of my life into the most enjoyable. Especially in the first few years, I worked like crazy and learned so much. Some of the wonderful people I met during this period became an indispensable part of my life. However in 2016, along with the economic and political decline on our country, unfortunately this business also slipped from my hands due to forces beyond my control.
2017 brought us to Paris, a city I had visited for only a couple of days before and loved, and the city we were now to live in. Therefore I first had to learn the language and then develop some business ideas. At the beginning I was very motivated to learn French, but all the irregularities of the language and my total disability in pronunciation really discouraged me. With the boldness my relatively older age brought on, I persevered to speak, and was unbelievably understood most of the time... However when it came to the other person replying back to me... That’s where I was totally lost. It was basically impossible for me to understand what people said on the street. This is where the advantage of being a couple who completes each other comes into play, my wife could understand French better, and I could speak without any control on the grammar, totally reckless. But if she wasn’t there with me, god help me!!! My fight with French still continues today. I keep enrolling in courses. No way, I’m not giving up!
Because of my previous experiences in business, I’m looking at things more cautiously, or in other words, I’m on pause at the moment. A while ago I had a stirring, an idea to have a nice café. A café centered around Turkish coffee, with a small bakery menu put together by recipes of my chef friends, a small commercial space dedicated to arts and design objects by Turkish artists. I even convinced my friend Bahar to design the wall and shelf space for the store. I finalized the feasibility study, shook hands with Osman, an architect friend living in Paris at the end of a very drunk lunch. However a few days later one of the biggest and most violent demonstrations in French history since 1968, the yellow vest riots in Paris began. Restaurants and cafés in most of Paris had to guard their spaces from ruin for many Saturdays to come. Saturdays became days of voluntary isolation, almost as if we were unconsciously preparing ourselves for what was to come soon. Just as the yellow vest demonstrations were losing their strength, this time the biggest public transport strike in French history began. Naturally, this all made me think maybe this is not the right time to invest in a café and I put the project on hold.
At the same time, relying on the memories of success from Lokanta Maya and the fact that some of my best friends are chefs, the dream of having a restaurant in Paris is a dream I entertain all the time. On a period when the idea was particularly vibrant on my mind, we started discussing with Mustafa where we could start from to achieve the dream, and guess what happened. I’m sure you can guess the answer. Covid began. Mustafa had bought a ticket to visit me in Paris. We were going to talk and share ideas but it never came to be. I guess this is a sign from the universe big enough to tell me not to enter the gastronomic scene of Paris. Hahahaha
And this was the second reason why I wanted to create this web site; to pour my heart to you! ahahahha
Ok, ok, now I’m straying from the subject. Let me get back to what I was saying. What was I saying? Aha! The website. I love to share and it will make me very happy to continue what I’ve started on instagram and share this amazing city with you. We can also go into more personal territories from time to time, such as being a stay home dad and husband in Paris or whatever else I have on my mind at the moment. Being in Paris during a global epidemic is a whole subject on its own for example. Who would have thought I would be in Paris during the times of corona. We could also be talking about anything and everything that impress me the most in Paris, naturally focusing on themes around food such as product quality and variety. We could also talk about things that I hate the most about Paris, such as dog shit left on pavements. I’m going to say “let’s first start and we’ll see where it goes from here”. The old me would have already thought 50 steps ahead, found a million reasons why not and quit. But this is me, on the path to change. “Let me begin...…” There will also be a second groups of articles on the page, the “Guest posts”. I will ask friend who have lived or are currently in Paris to write about their own Paris, their own ideas and subjects they are more knowledgeable in. Maybe I could even get ‘rival’ instagrammers who share posts about Paris involved too, why not? I hope my posts filled with likes and loves about the city will help you have a good time too.
I think this is what we’ve needed and missed the most this past year, to be happy, cheerful and to hug loved ones. And on this emotional note, it’s time to end this very first article of this website.