not to be missed

Cemil Usta, Mandabatmaz, by tuba şatana

Istanbul’s coffee shops: Mandabatmaz

Turkish coffee is more than a tiny cup of caffeine for any Turkish people. It is a social event, a time well spent,  an office gossip, a morning newspaper, a gathering, a moment of our lives that we found in a cup. We do not grab a turkish coffee and…

Bonito!

Kadıköy Balık Pazarı is looking vivid and colorful, with the fish mongers yelling their guts out, they sure do like showing off with their fish! As the weather starts getting cold, the fish gets better and better, their meat fatty and firm. So it is  time for a grilled/pan fried bonito…

meze tray, Asmalı Cavit, Tuba Şatana

Asmalı Cavit comes to the rescue!

To how many of you I recommended Asmalı Cavit I really do not recall, since it is the one place I love going over and over again, it is one of my safest places where I always reserve the same table, it is my table after all. Asmalı Cavit is…

Çay!

Tea! Tea is welcoming, tea is friendliness, tea is Turkey. You do not have to ask for one, you are immediately provided with it. At every home, a household is the tea professor who is in charge of mixing different tea brands in different ratios, creates a formula for making the best…

Bocadillo de calamares, one is not enough!

You know the rule, if the locals are lining in front any of the eateries, dive in, you most probably are going to get a treat. La Ideal, was packed when we got there, seems the tiny place was always cramped. Impossible to find a table, we squeezed in and found a…

sucuklu yumurta, by Tuba Şatana

Sucuk

Growing up at a true gourmet mother’s home, our sucuk used to be sent from the famous city Tokat, the brand was Aşık Baba. It was nutty, peppery, meaty, flat rather then round, like the others and stuffed in tülbent -cheesecloth- instead of intestines. Years passed, around 1998 I came across that brand…

Alsancak Dostlar Boyoz Fırını, by Tuba Şatana

Boyoz, eggs, laughter at Alsancak Dostlar Fırını

One morning we went to eat the best boyoz by far, at this soon to be learnt cheerful bakery at Alsancak. Hungry enough, we grabbed a table and looking around I got up and went inside to pick our share of  boyoz and eggs. Ordered one and one for both…

Running up the hills for…

Kaplan’ın Yeri in Tire İzmir is a phenomenon. Climbing up the hill, surrounded by olive trees and wild nature, you see cows, horses, goats… Passing the nice small village Kaplan,  admiring the small streets, our jaws dropping cause the view, Tire laying under your feet and mother nature. Place full of…

ribs, Şeref Büryan, photograph by Tuba Şatana

Büryan at Siirt Şeref Büryan Salonu, İstanbul

One morning, I rushed in the restaurant asking for ribs as if I was starving, Şeref Usta told me to come back at 11.30am, hence it is still cooking… But the büryan was ready, hanging  on the hooks, still warm, the fats dripping, calling my name. But I wanted to…