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And this town is lousy with them this time of year. The guys slice out the hearts and leave them floating like yellow sponges in buckets of water. Yuck.
Posted on 19 April 2007 at 04:13 PM in Bazaars, Food and Drink, Istanbul | Permalink
Artichokes, Bazaars, Istanbul
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I am rarely jealous of your surroundings, having become so accustomed to the comforts of home. But I have to say that pile of artichokes looks tasty.
20 April 2007 at 04:28 PM
I love artichokes but when I bought a whole one, steamed and ate it, my Turkish friends were mesmerized by my doing so. I wonder if there are any Turks who steam the whole thing and eat it with a bit of butter leaf by leaf. They are bit cheaper here too! Yum, I think I will go and find one now.
20 April 2007 at 04:38 PM
You know, I wondered that, Bea. Do people who are not me eat the leaves here? Ick. I can feel the film on the back of my teeth and my saliva glands clenching after eating the heart.
Suz, next year I'll pack up a bunch for the BBQ.
20 April 2007 at 09:35 PM
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