Do you remember getting take-away when you were a kid. I do. We would go to the fish and chip shop up at Narraweena. We would get fish and chips (duh), hamburgers and potato scallops. It was always amazing. Because it was take-away. Food is always better when you don’t have to cook it. Then home delivery became an option and my culinary world exploded. Chinese food! Wow. I really am a kid from the 1970’s aren’t I?
Here in Mersin take-away and home delivery is certainly an option. They have Dominos that delivers as well as Hungry Jacks (which is a disgusting thought). Many of the little restaurants here in the Village also home deliver and on occasion The Turk has had people knock on the door at odd hours delivering huge bags of food but I have not felt the need to partake – until now.
A couple of nights back The Turk decided it was too hot to cook (it is definitely warming up here in Mersin – I expect I will be complaining about the heat to you sometime soon) so he made a couple of calls and arrange for home delivery. I was excited. What would it be? Obviously Turkish food, no option there but Turkish food could mean practically anything.
Two hours (!) later and Daughter and I were getting a little edgy. The Turk is well aware that if I do not eat at my allotted hour I become quite the bitch, well add Daughter into the mix and we were both chomping at the bit for dinner. Finally a young boy arrived carrying an abundance of food that could have fed a whole army. He firstly handed over two bags which contained Kiymali pide, Peynir pide, salads, freshly baked bread, rice and Ayran. Then he disappeared back down the stairs returning with the largest clay plate of Kağit Kebabi I have ever seen. This huge plate with a circumference of 60 cm was filled with lamb, mushrooms, eggplant and handfuls of spice. Holy moly this was a feast. Total cost 25TL (about AU$13).
Was it worth the 2 hour wait? Oh. My. God. Yes. This was a taste sensory overload. Possibly the best thing I have ever put in my mouth (don’t be dirty).