Magic Carpet Ride

Last fall, Laura Kostelny wrote this on her experiences with Oriental carpets.  Her story and life experience made me smile.  It sounded oh, so familiar.

My husband’s family moved to Saudi in 1978.  My mother-in-law, The Faye, dove head-first into shopping in the various street markets from Turkey to Saudi, and all points in between.  Often, on the back of a camel.  Her thing? Prayer rugs .

She gave my husband a gorgeous crimson hued rug, and after several cross country moves (including two years in a dank Sommerville, MA basement), that poor little carpet needed some TLC.  Enter Khalil.

Tucked away in a non-descript strip center in Addison/Carrollton is Khalil’s Oriental Rug Workshop.  Khalil is a master weaver, and employs several weaver who specialize in (and can duplicate) all techniques.  Khalil treats every carpet like a priceless family heirloom.  I sent three rugs to him just last week to be cleaned.  Between pets, kids, and big muddy Trophy Husband feet, they need a little bath.

Oh, and the best thing about Khalil?  He picks up and delivers all over Dallas.  Â