Turkish Delight

My first meal in Turkey was served with a blush. Landing at Istanbul my buddy Erdem had picked me up and whisked me to the curving harbour, known as “the Golden Horn,” for lunch among the food stalls. We wandered among oh-so-many seductive smells and sounds till we finally surrendered where a young woman, modestly dressed in long sleeves, long skirt and headscarf was working some kind of magic with potatoes and meat. She made a fuss over us as... Read More