Saturday, 14 May 2011

Where am I?

I'm not currently blogging about Canberra or cooking, because I'm not actually in Canberra at the moment. My friends and family know where I am, but for anyone else, here's a little guessing game. Based on the breakfast menu, where am I?

Breakfasts at various hotels have included:
* bread with fetta cheese, tomato, cucumber and olives
* olive stuffed pastries, and bread with butter and sour cherry jam
* bread with a boiled egg and olives, and yoghurt with peach preserves
* yoghurt with tahini and raisin syrup, and cheese pastries
* bread with butter and pine honey, and an orange
* bread with rose petal jam, and dried mulberries

They serve tea or nescafe, mostly. Although you can get very good coffee here, it's not usually served at breakfast. The bread is all lovely crusty white loaves, but by now I'm starting to crave a good chewy multigrain. Probably toasted, with vegemite. The bloke is very taken with the idea of olives for breakfast, so this may go onto the menu at home.

By the way, I'm reading a book published in 1950. It's an autobiographical memoir from this region, in which the author describes what this strange thing called "yogurt" is to his anglo readers. "A kind of sour junket", he says. These days, I'd bet that people are more familiar with yoghurt than junket.

13 comments:

Vivzilla said...

Turkey?

Anonymous said...

greece?

Kat said...

Italy? I only remember junket because my grandma used to make it!

Anonymous said...

North Africa?

sandiseattle said...

My guess is Greece.

Mummy/Crit said...

I know where you were, but I'm really surprised (though I shouldn't be) at how similar it is to the Persian Breakfast my US/Iranian friend posted a picture of the other day.

And junket, yes. The power of rennet! I bought some when D was really sick as a toddler, but he wouldn't eat it either. The thing I hate(d) about it was the "if you stir it, it goes liquid" phenomenon.

sandiseattle said...

had to look up junket. sounds interesting.

dixiebelle said...

Oh, the first is what I ate most mornings for breakfast when in Turkey! My friends I was travelling with gave each other their cucumber or tomato (one hated raw tomato, the other disliked cucumber!), but both of them gave me their olives!

I Googled & found:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irfan_Orga

Do I win??!! ;)

Hope you are still there, having a grand time...

Shay said...

Israel.

Kate in the Can said...

So you are away from the Can and blogging about a 1950s book involving yoghurt. I relate to that. I am trying to describe my experience spatchcocking a chicken only revisiting the experience is giving me nightmares.

The InTolerant Chef said...

Turkey? My sister lives there and has that for breakfast.

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Cath said...

Yes, I was indeed in Turkey. Terrific food. And it was Irfan Orga's book.