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One of the things that I love about reading people’s In My Kitchen posts is that so much of people’s lives are reflected in what is going on in their kitchens. We hear about a bowl and then where the bowl came from, and what it is used for. So I am using this post to summarize a bit of what has happened over the summer and what we are looking forward to this fall. I haven’t been able to sit in front of the computer much this summer, so I feel like I have a bit of catching up to do!
Starting in August, the month began with…
figs! In my kitchen, there were hats full of figs for weeks. My neighbor showed me how she dries them, and I followed suit — she just plucked off the stem, halved the fruit with her hands and turned the halves inside out. Then she lined them up on a tray and put the tray on the roof to dry. It works a treat — we’ll have fig compote this winter. It was one of those little lessons in how things are just as easy or complicated as you make them.
In my kitchen there are Mexican Sour Gherkins.
I photographed them with Kaya’s feet thinking that would show how small they are, but that doesn’t really work unless you know how small his feet are (not that small, actually). I think the grapes in the background might actually be more helpful. This is my first year growing these, and I like them a lot. They have taken over one end of a raised bed and we pick them as we pass by and munch on them on the go. The kids like them, too. They are like sour, grape sized cucumbers. I just read a post about pickling them (which has a very enticing photo), and might try that out since I have some pickles that I just started in brine. It wouldn’t hurt to throw a few of these fellows in there too, I bet…
In my kitchen there are new refrigerator magnets.
Baki’s much-awaited return home came on August 5, and it was a noisy reunion indeed. Kaya was delighted to see him, and Baki gave him and us big hugs and we all couldn’t stop talking about how much we missed one another. It is certainly a lot noisier with him around, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
He was pretty busy at day camp, and had cousins to visit on the weekends, but he and my mom did manage to fit in a few museum visits (Baki is really into museums lately). He got me these beautiful magnets at the gift shop of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where he was most impressed by the Arms and Armory exhibit. What good taste he has!
In my kitchen there are Jordan Almonds.
There almost weren’t any almonds, but my mother-in-law protested. “I told her, it wouldn’t be a wedding without the almonds!” she said as we sat in her living room the day after the weddings. The almonds had been duly ordered, and the wedding was beautiful. Ali’s niece Zulal got married last month and we went up to Istanbul to attend (the boys, my mother and myself, that is — Ali stayed behind to mind the garden).
Zulal is Baki’s favorite cousin.
The wedding was in a beautiful old mansion on the Bosphorous. We were out in the garden, overlooking the water, with a lovely, sometimes very lively breeze keeping things cool. After the wedding ceremony, we all headed up to a large terrace with tables around a dance floor. I kept looking for where Zulal and Serhad were going to sit, but there didn’t seem to be any seats empty for them. That’s because they never sat down! They danced the first dance while we ate appetizers, made the rounds to every table, and then spent the rest of the night dancing — they even cut the cake on the dance floor! Once he had eaten his wedding cake, Baki hit the dance floor too and was a complete party animal. We dragged him home at 1 a.m., just as the after party was getting underway.
The next morning, I had a funny feeling in my face. I rubbed my cheeks and remembered the last time I had felt that way — they day after my own wedding. Ali and I just went to the registry and had a meal out with our families, but I remember that we were grinning like idiots the entire day. The following morning, I woke up with a sore face! I must have had the same silly grin on my face the whole night, watching Ali’s beautiful niece and celebrating with our family. Ten thousand years of happiness, Zulal and Serhad!
In my kitchen there are mooncakes!!
While we were in Istanbul, we met up with an old friend of ours. We got to know Mun Wei while we were living in Nairobi. She used to come over and we would cook all sorts of crazy dim sum nostalgia fare — dan tat, cha siu bao, and all manner of dumplings. Those were some heady kitchen days. She and her family moved to Istanbul after that, funnily enough, and eventually settled in Australia. So it was quite a coincidence when it turned out that she and her daughter Sarah were going to be in Istanbul right when we were.
Moon festival is on September 19 this year, so mark the date. That is the night to get out your teapot and admire the moon’s brightest night of the year. I am not sure why it is so, but on the 15th day of the 9th lunar month, the moon really does shine more brightly than on any other night.
Of course, moon cakes are the appropriate treat to have alongside your tea and they are impossible to come by here in Turkey. I love moon festival, and moon cakes, so I was all set to make my own this year. I even bought mooncake molds on eBay. I may still use them, perhaps to make some snow skin mooncakes, but I am delighted to have these big fatties that Mun Wei brought us all the way from Singapore, where her parents live.
We did the obligatory photo taking at the end of our reunion and Mun Wei sent us her shots. My mother and I were amazed that we actually resemble one another in them! So even though I am not too keen on photos of me, to celebrate finally having grown into my mother’s face, here is a shot of us with our dear friend and food ally.
And finally, in my kitchen there are jujubes.
Anyone who is familiar with Chinese cooking will have come across red dates, but may be (as I was) unfamiliar with the fresh incarnation of these fruits. Ziziphus jujuba, a thorny tree (and they are very nasty thorns when they catch you) bears these smallish apple like fruits. They are crisp when they are green, and sweet with a light perfume. As they get browner, though, their sweetness intensifies and they are like crunchy honey by the time they get to be mottled with deep brown spots. Leave them on the tree and they will go totally brown and eventually shrivel. They retract into the sweet, soft, slightly spongy fruits that we know as Chinese red dates when they are dried. We pretty much gobble them as fast as they ripen, so I have never managed to dry any of my own. One of these days.
And that’s what has been and is in my kitchen these days! Thanks for stopping by.
29 thoughts on “In My Kitchen (August and) September 2013”
What a lovely post, sounds as if you’ve been having a great time and it’s definitely reflected in your kitchen. I have figs ripening against our sunny front wall, but we’re lucky if we get one a day, let alone enough to dry! Intrigued by your Mexican sour gherkins and jujubes.
I like the sound of a sunny front wall. It must be a nice place on an autumn day if you were, say, a lizard.
Siobhan, what a wonderful post! So much has been happening, thank you for sharing it all with us! The gherkins really ARE tiny (as are Kaya’s feet, although I’m working off the grapes for sizing! :)), and the figs look amazing. LOVED the fridge magnets, what great taste your son has, and the wedding sounds like it was a very joyous occasion. The almonds are so shiny that they look like metal – not sure I’d instinctively eat them! And thanks for the fabulous photo – but you have to let us know, are you in the middle of the photo, or the left? 🙂
I’m in the middle! 🙂 Thank goodness for In My Kitchen posts – I fell behind in writing here and never would have gotten caught up if I hadn’t had something to focus on. That’s funny about the almonds – I never thought about it, but metallic colours aren’t so appetising are they…
Hi Siobhan, Those little gherkins are fascinating. I have never seen them before. I am sure they would make a wonderful pickle. I checked out the link, the recipe looks interesting. The wedding photo looks lovely, what a gorgeous bride and of course, you look fab with your friend and your mum.
I was going to add them to my current batch of big gherkins in brine, but they pickled so quickly in this hot weather I didn’t get the chance. It’s like instant pickle weather here!
Beautiful bride! The tiny pickles sound like something really interesting. Could they be made into cornichons?
I hope to try it out and will definitely report back if I do!
What a bunch of funny stories, Siobhan! Comparing the gherkins to little feet makes on think of the vital components of such comparisons. That’s shocking how you and Onk look alike!
Hi there Uncle Wei! I thought I’d never see the day when my mom and I looked alike… It’s been a funny sort of summer, but a good one. Baki starts school tomorrow though, so it’s on to the next thing.
I love the idea of the Moon festival. Amazing almonds. If I ever have a glut of figs (unlikely as we only get a dozen or so) then now I know how to dry them. Thank you for sharing.
Posts like this one are why I enjoy IMK posts so much. You’re right. They offer so much more than just a walk around a person’s kitchen. Yours speaks volumes about your busy Summer. Love your use of Kaya’s feet as a reference point. Too cute!
When I thought about it I concluded that you really take the whole thing a step further by using your kitchen to tell your family’s story. The kitchen is where it’s all at!
G’day Siobhan! What a beautiful bride indeed, TRUE!
I really enjoyed your sharing your Kitchen this month very much too!
Thanks for stopping by! There’s something about weddings that makes me feel I’m in a fairy tale. I’ve always thought that for most kids, brides are as close as they get to seeing a princess…
Just look at those amazing figs! So jealous, I absolutely adore them – fresh, dried, in jam, baked, and through salads – with their beautiful floral flavour. I love that sore cheeks feeling from too much smiling, so lovely.
I love how figs are just big juicy inside out flowers. (Or maybe outside in ones…)
Thanks for stopping by!
You certainly have had a busy time. I love all those wonderful figs that filled your kitchen.
It’s been a really full summer. I can’t wait to see what fall brings!
I wish we got that many figs off of our tree.
You know, it’s just dumb luck – they like where we live!
Wish I could grow a jujube tree in my backyard, can you believe I have never eaten a fresh jujube? What is the variety of fig grow?
Sounds like a lovely wedding and everyone had a grand time.
This is one of the times I wish I could just pass some fruit over the garden gate. I love fresh jujubes…
I am not sure what variety of fig we grow — at the nursery, they just had “figs”. They must be native to this area, though, because they grow like gangbusters. If I ever find out, I will let you know!
Siobhan, I enjoyed this glimpse of your summer. You’re right, In My Kitchen posts are more than just gadgets or ingredients… the stories behind them are dear. I can see why you smiled so much — congratulations to the happy couple!
Thank you! In My Kitchen posts remind me of why people always hang about in the kitchen – all the most interesting stuff tends to be in there!
‘In a beautiful old mansion on the Bosphorous’….it’s a hard life! Thanks for sharing your Summer with us. Delightful photo of Baki and Zulal.
We struggle, but we persevere 😉
Thanks for stopping by!