Watermelon gazpacho et paneer

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Walking around the market during the beautiful summer mornings means going home with a great amount of fruits and vegetables, sometimes even with flowers, sometimes with plants (and please note that I have a very small balcony!). A couple of days ago I went overboard and I came back home with a big watermelon.

Eggplant and feta balls

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You can trust eggplants. They never deceive you. Yes, I know, sometimes they can be bitter, but something unexpected can always happen, can’t it? These eggplant and feta balls are the last things I cooked before I left for my holidays in Italy, with the idea to empty my fridge as much as possible.

Beet soup with feta and cumin

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Being a woman usually means that you can easily be seduced by a lot of things. Furthermore, if you are a woman who loves cooking, you probably will have problems not only in front of a shop window full of shoes or bags, but also at the supermarket. Whenever I have a few more minutes to spare and I’m in a good mood, I ‘m able to come home with a good number of ingredients because I fell in love just with their labels or colors.

Turkey and Feta meatloaf with soy mayonnaise.

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I’ve had the opportunity to comment on a lot of posts on other blogs about meatloaf, because it’s one of my favorite comfort foods. Seriously I can eat it any time, hot surrounded by vegetables, but even cold, just came out of the refrigerator. Meatloaf always cheers me up.

Börek. Turkey has never been closer

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Someone asked me why I have so many Turkish friends. Truth is I do not know. Maybe it is because of the Mediterranean? Once more, I do not know. What is certain is that I enjoy the company of my Turkish friends a lot, I spend a lot of time with them, sharing lots of interests with them even if the only Turkish words I understand are “anne” and “baba”. Living in a multicultural country like Canada allows us to be in contact with different cultures and languages. I often have the feeling of being a citizen of the world, without any prejudice, because I am an immigrant too.

Spanakopita… without spinach!

Have you already bought phyllo dough convinced that it would be a quick and easy job? Of course, I did. At the end of each recipe that I’ve tried, there was always almost half of the package to throw out. Its sheets, frustratingly thin and light, have driven me mad more than a group of small children can… To balance my relationship with phyllo dough I had to take a class in foreign cuisine, where a guy kindly showed me how to handle it. I was so happy that, starting from that moment, I always keep a package of phyllo dough my fridge.