Spices
Have had a quiet time in Istanbul chilling out after the rigours of the EWBC and the post-trip to Georgia. In part because, like some others on the trip, I have had a mildish version of Uncle Joe Stalin's revenge, so have been reluctant to venture too far from our hotel. But we have been out and about including a visit to the Grand Bazaar on Saturday.
Dried fruits
Bought some teas here. See selection below
Grand Bazaar: one of the entrances
Entrance to Bazaar in more detail (above and below)
Movember in the Bazaar
Lamps
Inside the Bazaar
Small man being playfully wrestled by stall holder
Stall offering special 'Chilli for Moter in Law'
Aker Café near our Innova Hotel making brilliant bread (below)
1 comment:
Jim, Super-pictures – once again !
I posted on a similar topic this morning (http://coumemajou.jimdo.com/2012/11/20/il-ne-pense-qu-à-manger/).
Just had: Vin de Voile (Plageoles’ answer to the Jerez versions) + a very interesting old carignan + .... aromatic herbs planted in the Tarn area.
Old Stalin’s doom is on me again (Léon !) .
Hope there aren’t too many typos,’cause te message’s there.
I recommend latest James Bond movie on the same issue.
What about spices for the mother-f.....r ? Maybe mandragora, ginseng, oysters will do the same.
Siesta due soon.
Enjoy.
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