Author Shelley Workinger runs a blog that provides a unique approach to book promotion – food and the consumption thereof. My expanding waistline is evidence enough of my love of all things culinary, so I bit her hand off to get featured.
Turkish cuisine is justifiably famed as one of the world’s greatest. The Sultan’s table overflowed with extravagant bounty from the vast Ottoman domains that once stretched across three continents. The empire may be history, but food – preparing it, eating it, sharing it – is still of enormous cultural importance to all Turks regardless of status and income. So it’s small wonder the simple act of eating plays a starring role in both of my memoirs, Perking the Pansies and its sequel, Turkey Street. Here’s a soupçon…
Perking the Pansies 
I still think of you as I walk past this house. I was surprised to see a burglar alarm flashing in the cornier of the balcony – I don’t remember you having one,
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Thank you, Annie. No, we didn’t have one and we noticed it too when we passed by last year for a quick nose!
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How I wish that were our experience of Turkish food, sigh.
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Sorry you’ve had bad experiences of Turkish food. In Turkey itself or somewhere else?
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