By my own fault I had imagined Constantinople and not Istanbul. I had pictured a layer of gold gleaming across the city, opulent mosques and churches bordering on lavish little streets and fantastic markets. Instead, a vast modern city spread endlessly before us with its accompanying stench and filth.
The highlight, undoubtedly, was the food. By God, the food!
Everyday started out with a large Turkish breakfast at out hostel (9€ for the night including this very breakfast): thick yogurt, muesli, slices of watermelon, grapes, feta cheese, tomato/carrot/cucumber salad, fresh bread and various spreads with coffee and an endless supply of Turkish tea. This tea is brewed strongly in a tiny teapot, then diluted with hot water to suit the individual drinker's preference in tea-strength and served in small glasses with sugar klontjies.
For lunch and dinner my friend and I tried everything:
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The only breakfast we paid for: a cheese omelette with bread, feta and salad. |
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Hazelnut and pistachio baklava. |
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Snacktime on the Bosporus boat ride. |
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Chestnuts. |
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Wonderful goat's milk ice cream at Mado. |
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A churro-thing with pistachio. |
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The best grilled lamb in Istanbul. |
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Kokoreç, or what I now now to be "lamb or goat intestines, often wrapping seasoned offal, including sweetbreads, hearts, lungs or kidneys". Thank you Wikipedia. It was really tasty though. |
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Mince Pide. |
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Börek filled with cheese. The only vegetarian thing we ate during the entire trip. |
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Manti, or Turkish ravioli, with a yogurt sauce. Delicious. |
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Waffle with Nutella and strawberries. Don't mind if I do. |
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Weekly market |
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Fresh orange or pomegranate juice. |
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Lamb (I think it might have been liver), köfte and chickpeas. |
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Caramel dondurma, or an elastic ice cream that involves an entire game with the ice cream vendor. I was not amused but my friend thought it was very funny. Here is an example. |
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Our last meal: döner. |
Even though I only just realised what some of the things I ate were, it was all extremely well spiced, tasted marvelous and was very affordable. Next time we head to Turkey I would suggest skipping the city and only going where your stomach takes you.
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