Editorial

Sucuk

Growing up at a true gourmet mother’s home, our sucuk used to be sent from the famous city Tokat, the brand was Aşık Baba. It was nutty, peppery, meaty, flat rather then round, like the others and stuffed in tülbent -cheesecloth- instead of intestines. Years passed, around 1998 I came across that brand…

Boyoz, eggs, laughter at Alsancak Dostlar Fırını

One morning we went to eat the best boyoz by far, at this soon to be learnt cheerful bakery at Alsancak. Hungry enough, we grabbed a table and looking around I got up and went inside to pick our share of  boyoz and eggs. Ordered one and one for both…

Mulberry love, cont’d…

Mulberry, another fruit I am a sucker of, that fragile fruit in sold on streets carts, pazar, markets and if you are luck at your grocery. After our breakfast with Şemsa at Pando, before we get a cab, the beautifully displayed cart full of mulberries made our morning. The mulberries…

İncir Reçeli, unripe fig jam and the gypsies

You may see gypsy ladies peeling and selling unripe figs, in bulk amounts, their fingers are wounded by the figs’ milk, wrapping their fingers with the best possible way, with nylon bags pieces and trying to bring home money. If you don’t like peeling figs to make incir reçeli, fig jam, you…

Plum wars kicking in!

Erik, green plum is one of my favorite fruits in this food world of mine. Starting from early May and ending late September plum has many different varieties, color, taste, joy! Nowadays green plums are in season. First Can eriği, than the most famous Papaz erik and köy eriği comes…

Just now, döner so good!

What if I took a little detour, a girl has to eat, right! 1,5 portions döner over homemade pide, green peppers, pickles and ayran… Now I can go back to work, or… Now I am sipping my tea on the ferry, Istanbul is quite a beauty today…

Nettle will bite you back!

At my grandmother’s home, in the messy back yard, soon to be my friend, nettle stung me, thousands of times in the good old days, me in my shorts, running up and down, thought every green thing is innocent and my friend. Isırgan, literally meaning stinger, you do the maths….

Çitlembik… say what?

Egeliler, some Cretan, some Greek, some Sephardic, some pure İzmirli… Wherever their roots go, does not matter, they love to eat everything coming out of earth like the buds of the trees, the leaves, the roots… They don’t like wasting anything. Çitlembik, çitlenbek, çitlenbik – celtis australis- is a tree…