Don’t know what you think of the phrase ‘köy kahvaltısı‘ village breakfast, I think it is just a perfect marketing tool or a scam, if I may, and I do not buy that. At villages, in Anatolia, locals simply eat what they produce, depending on the season. Also it is…
For months we have been talking with Hande and Katie, for this meeting… This is what happened today, lunch hour, Kantin- İstanbul. Lunch took around 4 hours and several dishes, the menu especially designed for us by Şemsa, So the endless feast began! Us being: Nicky and Oliver of deliciousdays, Hande…
Kadıköy Balık Pazarı is looking vivid and colorful, with the fish mongers yelling their guts out, they sure do like showing off with their fish! As the weather starts getting cold, the fish gets better and better, their meat fatty and firm. So it is time for a grilled/pan fried bonito…
I can hear you saying pistachio belongs to Gaziantep… You are right, but you know food is geographical more than belonging within a city’s border. You may hear Gaziantep locals complaining about Urfalılar, claiming themselves as fıstık growers, sellers and exporters… Me, I had the chance to walk around the…
Turkey, one of the most beautiful places in the whole big bad world. People, food, nature, culture, history… whatever you like, all in one. The sole reason why Turkey is my favorite place for travelling. Every region, every city, every village, all have their homogeneous sides as well as differences…
Tea! Tea is welcoming, tea is friendliness, tea is Turkey. You do not have to ask for one, you are immediately provided with it. At every home, a household is the tea professor who is in charge of mixing different tea brands in different ratios, creates a formula for making the best…
When Nil suggested that we should work at Burgazada instead of Istanbul, the next thing I remember is us checking our calendars. Our morning started at Sırma Cafe, where we had tea and homemade poğaça, watching the islanders walk by the street, parted by the horse carriages. The poğaça sans…
We stopped to this sign saying manda yoğurdu -buffalo yogurt- soon the be devastated to learn he did not have any left or ready, this photo is the only thing I hold on to, dreaming of that yogurt…
It was almost 6 in the morning, we met with Bayram Usta of Elmacı Pazarı Güllüoğlu at Bakırcılar Çarşısı, had a quick tea and I followed him through the small streets of Gaziantep, we ended up at the soup eatery. The baklava gang was having their breakfast when we arrived and ordered…