Ever since Barnaby first tasted the deeply fruity and complex treacle-y molasses called pekmez (at Zeliş Farmhouse), he has been a bit obsessed by it. (He gets like that sometimes). He has sampled it in grape, mulberry, apple, sugar beet and fig varieties (all delicious), but his clear favourite is the carob kind. So when he found carob growing wild all over the place in Kaleköy, he couldn't help but investigate...
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Mar 17: Going for gold
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Mar 12: Beer, wine and vowel harmony
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May 04: From tree to treacle
Apr 20: Crazy, crazy honey
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Ever since Barnaby first tasted the deeply fruity and complex treacle-y molasses called pekmez (at Zeliş Farmhouse), he has been a bit obsessed by it. (He gets like that sometimes). He has sampled it in grape, mulberry, apple, sugar beet and fig varieties (all delicious), but his clear favourite is the carob kind. So when he found carob growing wild all over the place in Kaleköy, he couldn't help but investigate...
Imagine his excitement on arriving in the Kaçkar mountains in north-eastern Turkey and being told by the local Hemşin people that it all happened right here!
Show me the honey, he thought.
Sadly it turned out to be the wrong time of year for honey. Or perhaps not so sadly - it turns out that the honey in question is known as deli balı or "crazy honey", and is made from a particular species of rhododendron long known for its strange and potentially dangerous effects.
So Barnaby had to make do with admiring (and sniffing) the flowers. But he did sleep very well last night.
This means they're much nicer to look at. It also means they're not the size you expect (even if you recognise the name). And, of course, it means we need to work out what to call them.
Tea is çay; a glass is a bardak. So is a tea glass a "çay bardak"? Not likely - this is Turkish ...


