Kabak Çekirdeği – Nevşehir
Beautifully golden from roasting with milk in a big bad oven, Nevşehir pumpkin seeds are great source of nibble, at least for me. They are crunchy, lightly salted and delicious,…
Beautifully golden from roasting with milk in a big bad oven, Nevşehir pumpkin seeds are great source of nibble, at least for me. They are crunchy, lightly salted and delicious,…
5.00am, first buzz, snooze. 5.15am again then jumped out of bed around 5.30am remembering why! I was on my way to Ali Haydar for morning liver kebab! How could I…
When I open my fridge for breakfast, I found myself in the typical stuff, shining at me, cheese of all kinds, olives, sucuk, you name it… But all I wanted…
Pistachio, fıstık, is a true delicacy and one main ingredient for baklava, in Gaziantep. The pink smooth skin covers the shelled pistachio inside which still has a softer skin then…
Inside the small shop there are couple of tables in the mini börek store, all covered with muşamba, the thick faded oilcloth with big sugar containers, a tradesman type. You…
Leban is the place to eat and drink in Antakya. Being the first and the best humus maker of Antakya, Semir Yoğurtçu and his family, a neighbourhood headman, opened this…
First we were hit by the bad service, meaning no server around. Then surprisingly our starters appeared, looking dull, tasteless, then our main courses, which I wish they disappeared! The…
All the walls are covered with black and white photographs, news from international and local press, trophies, all memories with smiling faces… This place is the city’s history, its taste,…
Sour, salty, if you want spicy! All indispensable for me! I am talking about pickles here. Crunchy cucumbers, garlic, peppers, cabbage, okra, plum, tomato, stuffed aubergines, carrot, beet, gherkin, onion,green…
One of the hottest days of Istanbul I hit the road to Kurtuluş. For some ice cream and talk. The small, white, compact shop was my stop and I stayed…
another simple and tempting taste from flour – sugar – oil… what else!
I recall the days, when I was a small girl with pony tails, my granny sending me to our neighbourhood baker to get the pide for dinner, before they break…