All posts tagged: foraging

Life in the Vineyard – Part 3: Nomad Chef’s Food Story

Sarkoy, though famous for wine, doesn’t have much to offer in terms of food and, having realised that earlier on, I brought survival packages of foods, spices and freshly ground coffee and my travel mate, a Vietnamese Phin filter. As you know, where Namie goes, there is food, not just food but thought-provoking food. Since I don’t like repeating a meal and my tummy has a limit for white bean stew (kurufasulye) and meatballs (kofte), I opted to cook instead of eating the food delivered to the winery. I try to cook no matter how tired I am, as long as I can lift a knife. The process of thinking what to cook is a therapeutic mental exercise and my body benefits from the simple clean food I make. Without fancy tools and pots, let alone a proper stove and a decent knife, I’ve been cooking just as fine as I’m a well-seasoned cook. The food produced from my tiny kitchen with an electric single hot plate and a kettle is getting more sophisticated day …

nettle ravioli

Foraging – Homemade Ravioli with Nettle Leaves

These days I wish one day were 48 hours. I feel like chasing time all the time. What you want to do and what you have to do don’t always meet, but at least we’re all running, aiming for that dream, I hope. I’ve been a kind of nomad cook for a while, cooking out of a suitcase. I dream about having a big kitchen with good lighting and being able to cook at daylight. However, I am still a cook on the road, changing places, and that is why I equip my kitchen with minimal cookware, but I’ve managed to cook and blog all along the years of moving around. I’ve drawn to foraging food,  since I got here, which has been so enjoyable, I mean, it gives the feeling of ‘living’, walking through the forests picking plants, weeds, nuts, fruit, etc. I’ve been discovering many weeds and plants that I’d eaten but hadn’t seen fresh. I saw ladies picking this creeper vine leaves and wondered what they were doing with them and I …

Sunday Roast / Chocolate Sour Cherry Cookies

The Sunday garden BBQ  has returned – my favourite time of the week. Every weekend the extended family come to this blessed inner city village for relaxation in the nature and tend fruit and veggie gardens. Together they eat breakfast, make Turkish dolma with walnut leaves and stuffed artichokes together, drink hundreds cups of tea, eat sweets, and have a BBQ in the evening. Sunday is all about eating. May and June are the best season to visit the village because I can eat lots of wild berries fresh off the garden. Wow, the perfume of wild berries was so good and reminiscent of the Georgian wine I drank and I ate lots of them that day. Onur, one of the family members, took nice shots of me with those delicious wild berries. On the patio facing the orchard of cherry, plum and apple trees and the vegetable garden, Mr.O‘s dad is cooking the lamb skewers and chops over the Turkish charcoal BBQ, called “Mangal“. He loves cooking and feeding people, just like me, which …