Had I never gone to Bursa over the weekend (a trip which definitely deserves a more detailed post).
I don't like to tread on Melissa Maples' territory, but since my companion on this trip, Red State Sibling, made it her mission to photograph every Chinese T-shirt non-sequitur (are they Chinese or Turkish?) she came across, I saw a lot of good examples, including these two:
The Turkish snack Bal Çerez is not hard to find. Jars of meticulous layers of honey-soaked pistachios, almonds, walnuts, peanuts, hazelnuts, caraway, pinenuts, apricot seeds and black cumin are pretty common in bazaars and supermarkets. The architectural layers look as good as they taste -- sort of like peanut brittle or a peanut butter and honey sandwich.
Some makers take a more sophisticated approach to marketing than others, as we were to discover after Red State Sibling decided to buy up the country's entire supply.
Yes, you're right. It is called "Super Performance Doping" and that is a half naked strongman man holding up two giant jars of bal çerez and a honey bee. Made in Antakya in Turkey's southeast, the Arabic and lack of Turkish suggests Syrians might be the primary market of this particular brand.
I don't know how the Olympic Committee would weigh in on the ingredient list (is doping really even illegal anymore?), but the label makes some pretty bold health claims.
"For every one who wants to be young with a strong mind and nerves and for every old man who dreams to have his youth back."
Doping's secret ingredient, which also distinguishes it from the other 15 jars we bought, is apparently bee pollen and its less well-known and equally potent cousin, bee milk. Other brands claim to have aphrodisiac qualities.
Having already consumed half the jar, I can confirm while my youth may or may not be back, Red State Sibling has been wearing the first t-shirt around.