Yesterday afternoon I found myself searching fruitlessly for fresh milk or sut as it is known in Turkish. Milk in Karaduvar is generally sold on the shelf (UHT) and it is rare that I can find a bottle of fresh milk in the cold aisle of the local supermarket so when I saw a display of ice cold bottles of “white gold” my heart skipped a beat. I swung on my heels towards the milk nearly wiping out a little old Turkish lady who was skulking a little too close to my prize. I slid to a halt next to evil granny and grabbed 2 bottles exalted knowing that tomorrow morning’s Cornflakes were going to be coated in fresh, full cream dairy milk.
So last night when Daughter asked for milk before bed I ceremoniously poured her a glass and placed it lovingly before her. “How is it?” I asked with a grin.
“It’s milk mummy,” came the reply with a roll of the eyes.
“No, it’s more than that. It’s fresh milk. From the market. It’s not from the box. They had fresh milk at the market today!” I found my voice rising in desperation, rejecting the notion that for Daughter it was merely milk and not the precious commodity that I believed it to be.
She finished her milk and placed the glass in the sink. “Milk mummy. Milk”.
With that final remark she hugged me, said goodnight and left the room.
I stared at that empty glass wondering if a punishment would be going overboard.
Sitting down to breakfast this morning I had my Cornflakes and, yes, I covered them with my prized milk. Daughter entered the kitchen and, spying the Cornflakes box, grabbed a bowl and sat down next to me. I watched her pour the milk over her flakes. She turned to me, “Mmm good eh?”
Don’t you get the really fresh not yet homogenised stuff sold by a guy with a cart? I used to buy this and it was fabulous 🙂
I’ve never seen it! I’ve brought clothes, furniture, food (definitely) but I’ve never seen milk! In fact the only cow I’ve seen in karaduvar was on the beach and it was dead lol!
That’s a pity. A guy pushed his cart around Mersin’s streets yelling “Sutcu!” and “Taze sut!”. He also sold yoghurt. You could ask Kemal or your mother in law if they know about the sutcu.
Thanks for checking out my blog Jane. I’m glad I’m not the only one who thought ayran was sut. I enjoyed yours too.. Your daughter must love the ayran I guess.
I make a fierce Ayran now! I am the Ayran Masterchef!
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Haha I know the feeling, I hate UHT milk. Then I found that SEK milk which made me very happy 🙂
Can you please tell me where I can buy fresh milk in mersin. I would really appreciate if I can get a Location, name or phone number.
Lol. Milk is sold in Migros or Kipa. Look for the glass bottle, like in the photo but pleeaasseeee check the expiration date, been caught a few times will expired milk.