Gathered together in a home on a hill overlooking the Piscataqua River in Maine, USA, three generations of women celebrated their love of Turkish food and culture.
It felt like we were on a magic carpet ride to a culinary adventure in an exotic land when we reunited to recreate our shared history and love of the country and people in Eastern Turkey. The memories were from forty years ago when we all had lived at Incirlick Air Force Base in Adana, Turkey.

It was to be a weekend of kebabs and memories of shopping for copper and carpets. The people of Turkey are family oriented, easy-going and hospitable. In Turkey, there is a respect and affection within the family from youngest to eldest. The hours we spent feasting and laughing carried that Turkish tradition to Maine.

We entered the Desjardin home to the welcome shouts of “merhaba!” (hello) and Turkish music blaring. The younger generation were already dancing a Turkish folk dance. They were enthusiastic and unselfconscious dancers, swiveling their hips and shaking shoulders. One of the women was waving a handkerchief and leading the circle dancers. This dance, called the halay, is seen all over the country at weddings, celebrations, and even today in restaurants. The Turkish flag was displayed in the open living room. After the kisses and hellos, I couldn’t help but notice the aromas and large spread of mezzes Jan had prepared.

Candlelight and softly-playing classic Middle Eastern music welcomed us to the large dining room table. Turks have always eaten better than any other people in the Eastern Mediterranean. And that night we remembered why.
Our cook and dear friend, Jan Desjardin, gave us well-balanced meals that brought back memories from forty years ago of a rich, historic land, white sandy beaches, majestic mountains and extremely friendly, welcoming people. Our main course was Patlican kebab (a lamb and eggplant dish), complemented by rice pilaf with currants and pine nuts, yogurt, Adana salata (similar to a Greek salad) and hot ekmek (crusty bread). It is a common sight at Turkish feasts to serve rice separately spilling over the platter for a dramatic effect.
Red and white wine, Pellegrino water, and raki were offered as beverages of choice. Most commonly made from distilled grapes and flavored with anise, raki is the national drink of Turkey. It is served all along the Aegean coast, in mezze restaurants in small carafes with some ice and water. It is a clear liquid, but when you add ice it turns a milky color.
The ever classic dolmasi (stuffed vine leaves) were also served and devoured. The fragrant spicy dishes left us all sighing and wondering what was next!

The time passed too quickly, and the joy from the company of friends and family, the delectable, mouthwatering foods from the long ago Ottoman empire, the mutual love of the culture and people of Turkey will sustain us until our next reunion. ‘Til we eat again!
First published February 2016


