I’m pretty sure almost all of you have one thing (at least) you did not like at all to eat when you were a kid, but grew to like as you get older (and wiser? maybe..). In my case, there are many, as I was not a kid who was keen on eating basically anything (except for okra!). And actually, I did not particularly like this bun when I grew older either, because the one that you find in Turkey always has raisins in it, and I do not like raisins in a cake etc. (but I do like eating them just by themselves..).
– What do you like most about Finland? – My husband…
There aren’t many types of food in the world that I am allergic to. Maybe eating a bit too spicy food, or a bit too much chocolate every now and then make me itchy. I do not have lactose intolerance either – that is something I did not even hear of before I came to Finland. And there is one thing that is incredibly tasty but makes me incredibly itchy: almonds!
Oh no… You can never put too much garlic on anything.. And oh yes… You can only beat the cold and dark winter of Helsinki with a warm and light coloured soup.
Iran and Turkey are two neighbours but I did not know anything about Iranian cuisine, nor much about Iranian people until I came to Finland. And I must say that while I find Iranian people very warm and easy to communicate, the Iranian cuisine equally amazes me with the taste and the effort given to make the food.
Scones.. Well, I actually do not have a very big personal connection to them. Therefore I do not have any specific story to tell, related to what led me to bake this recipe. But I can write about how they turned out though. And how photogenic they are.
I started to really love this co-cooking/baking part of this blog.. I get to taste extremely delicious food! For instance, today I had a lunch of a muddy, sticky chocolate cake with a hint of coffee taste. I had a sugar rush yes, but who cares? And you know what was the best part of it? I was in a great company, of my friend Malin Bäckman.
I like fruits when they are still partially green, unripe. I want them to be really hard and not so juicy. My mother, who is in love with all the juicy and messy fruits, always told me that I was a bit “weird” in that sense.. Well, maybe I am.
It was around 2002-2003. My friend Reyhan and I would go out every Friday, we would go to a bar in Taksim / Istanbul (mostly Akdeniz or Gizli Bahce) to drink and to dance, with some other girl friends. Every Friday was a girls’ night out. Gee, I was young.
You probably know, from my previous fig related recipes, that I am not the biggest fan of figs. And yet, they are so great to use as ingredients that this late summer/beginning of autumn I used them quite a lot in many recipes, from salads to cakes.