Toward the end of my Istanbul stay, I ate at a restaurant famous for its shish kebab. I ordered chicken. It came with rice, an overflowing plate of greens, bread, and ezme, a tomato and pepper salad. Total cost: $5.
Last night, craving Turkish food, I went to a nearby restaurant. I eyed the chicken shish on the menu, thinking of how in the not so recent past, long before I even planned my trip, that was my favorite menu item. As I recalled it came with a dollop of rice, tiny salad, and bread. Total cost: $13.
Granted, it was cheaper than a flight to Istanbul to eat at my new special place. But still not the same, so instead I had a chicken doner sandwich–roasted, sliced spiced chicken with lots of salad rolled up in a foot long lavash.
Delish, but…
Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.
I mean, Istanbul.
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