Who came in the glass Ferrari, and who pays the bill?


Who came in the glass Ferrari, and who pays the bill?
by Ari Siletz

Had this weird dream last night where I and four other IC residents got together for dinner and drinks at an atomospheric Persian restaurant where every food was on the menu. There was JJ, Monda, Nazy, Majid and I. Each arrived in a different way. Someone came in a glass Ferrari, another one surfed through the door on a silver tea tray skateboard, one of us stepped out of a surplus Pahlavi kaaleskeh, and another jumped screaming out of the bus from the movie Speed. The person who materialized out of a Star Trek transporter beam right into the restaurant won the cheshm ham cheshmi. Funny though, I can’t remember from the dream which of us came in what form of transportation; I just remember what they were. That’s dreams for you!

Same with the foods; we each ordered something different: abgoosht, donbalan, mirza ghasemi, koofteh tabrizi, kaleh pacheh. The drinks we each ordered: margarita, martini, screwdriver, whiskey, and a strange new concoction called vodka sandis. The maitre d’ who looked like Firouzabadi in a mattress sized tux seated us in a row on a takht carpeted with a Baluchi design.

Then we got into a hot discussion about the bloggers we each obsessively track and read. Here’s the list: MPD, divaneh, Fred, Faramarz and Sargord. I only remember two people’s blog idol; the rest is a blank.

So now I need help figuring out who sat where on the takht, who ordered what food, what drink each ordered, what form of transportation we each used, and who was a devotee of which blogger. Before I woke up, Firouzabadi said that I would remember enough facts from the dream to sort it all out. I’m not sure whether to trust him, but here’s what I remember:

  1. I ordered a martini.
  2. The person sitting exactly in the middle came on the tea tray skateboard
  3. JJ ordered mirza ghasemi for dinner.
  4. Nazy kept checking her smart phone for the next MPD comment. She was sitting to the left of Monda.
  5. To the right of the person who sang praises for divaneh sat the person who ordered the screwdriver.
  6. Monda ordered abgoosht and liked Fred so much she said if only we were allowed five blogs a day Fred blogs could substitute for namaaz.
  7. The Sargord fan who knew by heart all the names people call Sargord sat next to the person who came in the fancy kaaleskeh.
  8. The person who ordered the margarita ordered kaleh pacheh for dinner.
  9. Majid ordered koofteh tabrizi and was sitting to the right of the person who ordered the screwdriver.
  10. The person who materialized in the Star Trek beam ordered a double scotch whiskey right away.
  11. Majid sat next to the person who jumped out of the Speed bus.
  12. Someone sitting at one end of the takht couldn’t stop talking about Farmarz blogs.
  13. The person who came on the skateboard ordered donbalan.
  14. The Faramarz groupie sat next to the Sargord fan.
  15. Whoever ordered the abgoosht was too drunk with whiskey to tileet bread.

In the dream, Firouzabadi said whoever ordered the vodka sandis had to pay the bill. That’s why we really need to figure this out.


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by Princess on

from left to right:

Nazy, Monda, Ari, JJ, Majid

Nazy, arrived in the Ferrari, drank Margarita, ate Kalehpaache and was a fan of MPD

Monda, arrived on the Star Trek beam, drank Whisky, ate abgoosht and was a fan of Fred

Ari, (see below)

JJ, arrived on the speed bus, drank Screw Driver, ate Mirzaghaasemi and was a fan of Sargord 

Majid, arrived in a Kaaleskeh, drank Vodka Sandis, ate Koofteh Tabrizi, and was a fan of Faramarz. 


So Majid is paying. 


Ari Siletz


by Ari Siletz on

Great job so far!

Nazy sat on the left hand side of Monda.  Left/right  designation is not from the position  facing her. Good point, I should have worded it more clearly.

Red Wine


by Red Wine on


پس بگو چرا ما در خواب حضرت عالی‌ حضور نداشتیم ! ...

آخر آری جان این چه جور خوابیست که نه در آن ساقی بینی‌ و نه‌ راوی مو شرابی ؟! نه‌ بزمی و نه‌ رزمی !! خواب مگر میشود این چنین بیحال باشد :) !؟

یادت نیست که میگفتند :

شمع و گل و پروانه و بلبل همه جمعند
ای دوست بیا رحم به تنهایی ما کن
رقص گل و پروانه بین
در گل، رخ جانانه بین
افسانه خوان، مرغ چمن
با نغمۀ مستانه بین
شمع و گل و پروانه
یارم می و پیمانه
بنشسته‌اند از شادی
در بزم من مستانه
می خنده زد در جامم
دنیا بود بر کامم

موفق باشی‌ دوست عزیز .


Ari, I have a question.

by Princess on

OK, I am going to try to solve this, but it might take me a while. In the meantime, I think I can say this:

Ari sat in the middle, drank Martini, ordered Donbalan, arrived on the skate board and is groupie of Divaneh.

The rest will follow, but could you clarify when you say Nazy sat to the left of Monda, do you mean on the left hand side of Monda or on the left hand side as we look at Monda facing her?





Armagnac with chocolate

by Rea on

In 2 yrs time, the proud blog owner may explain the photo.

In the meantime, I'll stay with the chocolate. Works against depression, or so they say.

Nite. ;o)


It is all positive and fun!

by Faramarz on

I was watching the re-run of the movie, “Support Your Local Sherriff” recently and the saloon scenes in that movie reminded me of the daily scenes at IC, including the more steamy blogs!

Ari Siletz

Faramarz, where's the "upstairs" in IC?

by Ari Siletz on

I see what you mean about the brawls, dancing, music and stuff but how about a link to this "upstairs" thing on IC.


humanbeing: Seven characters would have made the puzzle too time consuming to solve. But it's a great idea to make one based on the Symposium with all the seven characters. If you do that for your students, please make sure ARIstophanes doesn't get stuck with the bill. 


Anahid: Looking forward to your Faramarz commissioned blog.


Rea: Thanks, and glad you dropped in.

Anahid Hojjati

Faramarz, I see IC positively

by Anahid Hojjati on

Actually, the way I see IC changes a bit. Sometimes, if I don't write a blog and comment less and just read more blogs and comments, I find out that in some ways, I might enjoy it more since I have more time to read more articles. Other times, I do really want to write a blog or two, or three !!

In general, I see Iranian.com positively or I would not spend time and energy. Maybe I will do a blog about this.


پس اینجور



I think that you should do a blog on how those who put so much time and effort into IC on a regular basis, see the site? You already have mine and Ari's!



Somewhere along the way, I must have left the wrong impression on you!

If a fight breaks out, I'll be in the middle of it with all my brothers and sisters! 


PS. love the photo

by Rea on

For ignorants, what is it ?


I'm sure Faramarz got out

by Rea on

without even paying for the furniture, that's him, lol. 

Par contre, JJ is still on the way to Venice, direct from Budapest, trying to figure out how he'd gotten there in the first place.

@good one, Ari, chapeau. ;o) 

Anahid Hojjati

Wow, Faramarz, this is how you see IC

by Anahid Hojjati on

Very exciting :))).


ساعت ِ خواب


I think that in your subconscious and in your dream, you were correctly describing what Iranian.com really is; a confusing and disorderly hodgepodge of stuff and disjointed comments that somehow attracts a group of people that for the most part would like to express themselves in an echo chamber with some disregard for the facts, logic and socially accepted norms!

It is almost like walking into a Saloon in the Old West where everything is going on; some folks are drinking whisky, some are gambling on the roulette table, the piano player is playing and the dancing ladies are doing the Can Can on the bar. The sheriff and the mayor are upstairs in their long johns being entertained by the ladies of the evening!

And then a fight breaks out and everyone gets in there and breaks all the furniture!



by humanbeing on

mm, maybe ari was intoxicated not from smoking or drinking anything, but reading plato's symposium, where the narrator fusses over how socrates came, what he was or wasn't wearing, who sat next to whom, how many kraters each drank, who was obsessed with alcibiades, what each person said about eros, etc. etc. then his subconscious translated the sympotic event into a postmodern bay area persian 'bazm'. sorry, since i'm too brain dead to try to solve the 'riddle' i just tried to divert to a two bit psych-lit analysis.

thanks for the entertaining piece. 


Anahid Hojjati

Dear Ari, I may not have the answers but I enjoy.

by Anahid Hojjati on

Ari jan, sometimes, I don't participate in figuring out your "moama" blogs but I always enjoy them. Thanks for sharing.


forget sorting out - what were you drinking the night before?

by MM on

or smoking!

In my opinion, a dream that detailed and length on comfort foods (with friends) can only mean that you are at peace and content.

On the other hand, there are sites that interpret it differently, e.g.,


Feast Dream Meaning


Psychological Meaning: You have the emotional need to gouge yourself. This may not necessarily be on food.  you may have a ravenous sexual appetite. Consider whether there is an imbalance in your life that needs redressing. Alternatively, perhaps you are over-indulging in feelings of self-pity or are greedy to have material things. You may need to set limits upon your desires.

Mystical Meaning: All is well as long as you enjoy the food. If the food tastes bad or you are refused food then you will soon experience disappointments.