When we were traveling in Turkey, we temporally lived with a British couple while volunteering for them in exchange of foods and beds.
Precious to this house, we had also stayed at a Turkish family’s house to volunteer, sleep, eat and exchange cultures.
Both experiences had been great. While the Turkish family fed us authentic Turkish healthy food everyday, this British family gave us a cooking shift everyday to take turns among the other volunteers from all over the world. Not only we get to enjoy the other countries’ cuisines, but also to enjoy cooking enormously. While we were there, we met volunteers from the U.S., France, Canada, Canada, Canada, Turkey, and Germany. Funny thing was that all the Canadian there happened to be from the same province, Manitoba, by chance.
Since I have already written about my experiences at the Turkish family’s before, I will write about my favourite farm stay at this British family’s.
Food was great.
We got some fruits and vegetables from the garden once in a while, but mainly the fresh local products from the market in Yalova filled our appetites. Volunteers take turns to shop and cook enough for all of us everyday.
I tasted blackberry crumble for the first time in my life. An American couple, Andrew and Elise, made it, and it was mouth melting experience! Of course the berries were freshly picked from the garden. While my fiance, Ken, mentioned that the crumble reminded him his childhood in America.
A Canadian girl, Krista, made fantastic bulgour salad. I loved having such salad as a main dish.
Another Canadian girl, Ashleigh used chopped raw zucchini into salad. It was a new discovery.
I also cooked deep fired boar meat for the first time and everyone including a Turkish man, Salmon, loved it.
Boar meat is very interesting to cook. It tasted like tender beef when I made stew out of it, but when I made a steak, It tasted absolutely like pork.
In this village, the villagers hunt boars to control the number of them that possibly harm the cultivated fields, however since they are Muslim, they don’t eat it. So they sell the boar meat to this British family. Therefore, we, the volunteers, get to eat the meat. The British family explained that the meat might be the most organic meat that we eat because those wild boars come from the forests. How lucky we are.
One day when we had fresh beans that are too hard to eat as soup, I mashed it and deep fried it like cutlet. This turned well too.
Buying seasonal local products at cheep price and finding a way to eat or preserve. That was very tasty and wise way to consume.