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Turkish Cuisine

Turkish Cuisine has Rich Selection of Food

A survey of types of dishes according to their ingredients, may be helpful to explain the basic structure of the Turkish Cuisine. Otherwise it may appear to have an overwhelming variety of dishes, each with a unique combination of ingredients, way of preparation and presentation. All dishes can be conveniently categorized into: grain-based, grilled meats, vegetables, fish and sea food, desserts and beverages.

Before describing each of these categories, some general comments are necessary The foundation of the Cuisine is based on grains (rice and wheat) and vegetables. Each category of dishes contains only one or two types of main ingredients. Turks are purists in their culinary taste; the dishes are supposed to bring out the flavour of the main ingredient rather than hiding it behind sauces or spices. Thus, the eggplant should taste like eggplant, lamb like lamb, pumpkin like pumpkin. Contrary to the prevalent Western impression of Turkish food, spices and herbs are used very sparingly and singularly. For example, either mint or dill weed are used with zucchini, parsley with eggplant, a few cloves of garlic has its place in some cold vegetable dishes, cumin is sprinkled over red lentil soup or mixed in ground meat when making "kõfte." Lemon and yogurt are used to complement both meat and vegetable dishes, to balance the taste of olive oil or meat. Most desserts and fruit dishes do not call for any spices. So their flavors are refined and subtle.

There are major classes of meatless dishes. When meat is used, it is used sparingly Even with the meat kebabs, the "pide" or the flat bread occupies the largest part of the portion along with vegetables or yogurt. The Turkish Cuisine also boasts a variety of authentic contributions in the desserts and beverage categories. For the Turks, the setting is as important as the food itself. Therefore, food-related places need to be surveyed, as well as the dishes and the eating-protocol. Among the "great good places" where you can find the ingredients for the Cuisine, are the weekly neighborhood markets "pazar", and the permanent markets. The most famous one of the latter type is the Spice Market in Istanbul. This is a place where every conceivable type of food item can be found, as it has always been since pre-Ottoman times. This is a truly exotic place, with hundreds of scents rising from stalls located within an ancient domed building, which was the terminal for the Spice Road. More modest markets can be found in every city center, with permanent stalls of fish and vegetables.

The weekly markets are where sleepy neighborhoods come to life, with the villagers setting up their stalls before dawn at a designated area, to sell their products. On these days, handicrafts, textiles, glassware and other household items are also among the displays at the most affordable prices. What makes these places unique is the cacophony of sights, smells, sounds and activity, as well as the high quality of fresh food, which can only be obtained in the pazar. There is a lot of haggling and jostling, as people make their way through the narrow isles while the vendors compete for attention. One way to purify body and soul would be to rent an inexpensive flat by the seaside for a month every year, and live on fresh fruit and vegetables from the pazar. However, since the more likely scenario will be restaurant-hopping, here are some tips to learn the proper terminology so that you can navigate through both, the Cuisine (just in case you get the urge to cook a la Turca), and the streets of Turkish cities, where it is just as important to locate the eating places as the museums and the archaeological wonders.

Published Sep 04 2007, 12:31 AM by admin
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Jolie Lives said:

I went to Istanbul around 1979 with a German friend. We were in Marmaris waiting for the morning ferry to Greece (Sorry). While we were eating diner and a large table of men sent over a bottle of wine. I'm American, but the gentlemen thought I was Danish or German. When I walked over to their table to thank them in Turkish (I can't spell it but, Teshekuadearum), they asked me where I was from. I told them & then than my friend spoke & they knew from his accent he was German. They said they wanted to welcome us to their country, especially my friend Kai as some of the German's were treating their Turkish visitors horridly.

The oldest man took us to a casino that floated on the water in a bay. We first walked to his sailboat which he said it had taken 2 men, 2 years to build in Bodrum. The boat was magnificent. The men who worked for him prepared melons, yogurt with cucumber & garlic & pita bread (which I loved), cheese & other fruts & offered us anything we wanted to drink. They then settled down to play serious backgammon. After about an hour, the man who owned the boat took us into the casino & gave us each a huge bowl of chips to gamble with. I was taught that even if you don't want or like something, it is rude to refuse hospitality. So, I gambled & won money which I returned to my host.  He was surprised, but he smiled & accepted my bowl of metallic chips from me.

At this point, he offered both my friend & i a lovely sail on his boat the next day. Unfortunately, the ferry company had taken our passports for our ride at 7AM (About 3 hours from this time). Additionally, it had taken us at least an hour to travel the mountainous cliff side roads to get to this beautiful place. So with great regret, I asked our host to take us back to Marmaris so I could get at least a 1/2 hour of sleep.

Just as I fell asleep, it was time to get up, shower & head to Rhodis. We'd spent 3 weeks in Turkey & the mountains leading up from the rocky ocean shore, the wild sage around every bend, the old women weaving their carpets on their outdoor looms, who allowed me to weave with them. The goats running on & off the 3 meter high solid rock walls on either side of the dirt road into a town I never learned the name of. The pomegranate trees, Turkish tobacco and the student boarding houses in Istanbul, by the University, so much more that I will never forget. Ayah Sophia, Topkape, The Blue Mosque & the men selling fried fish on boats on the Isthmus, where ship's wakes made the boats rock so violently, I thought the hot oil was going to fly out of the pans & it never did. Their fish was great too.

You have a magnificent, diverse & beautiful country filled with extraordinary people. Thank you.  

October 6, 2009 3:23 AM