First and foremost duty of the kids in Turkey to bring home the bread. Literally. Along with the daily newspaper. This duty is especially important on the weekends. The weekdays used to go by with the hectic work and school schedule, parents used to read their newspaper when they got to work or on the… Read On

There are no words to be spoken on a persistently rainy day when only thing you can do is either watch re-runs of something – anything -  curled up on the couch with your dog. Or you can take a break from that, and not only make these cookies, but also try a pistachio-olive oil… Read On

You know someone from Adana is here in Charlotte when this dish shows up at our get-togethers. She is the mom of one of my friends and comes here every year to visit them. When she is here, of course, we have the pleasure to taste variety of regional dishes from Adana. She makes these… Read On

Yes, there was a time when Nutella was not taking over the world by millions of fans. There was a time, when I was a little elementary school kid and had to down a glass of hot milk mixed with honey every morning instead of chocolate spread on a piece of toast for breakfast. Boring!… Read On

If you ever attend a Turkish wedding, you are also in for a nice Turkish style bachelorette night several days before the wedding – what we call “Henna Night”. It is a night filled with dance, food, folkloric songs, tears and, of course, henna. Traditionally, henna night happens a couple days before the wedding, at… Read On

I was getting ready to make yet another stew last weekend. Lamb on sale… check. Chickpeas, carrots, onion, garlic…check. There is still red pepper paste in the fridge?…check.Diced tomatoes…check. Looked like I was ready to rock the stew. Then a voice in my head said “Hey while you are doing this, you should also start… Read On