Istanbul! How delicious in this word!
Boys and girls, as well as their parents! I have a couple of words for Istanbul here, and I want to share them with you. Well, firstly, it is there and to get to it, well, like two fingers... I sat down and flew. Secondly, you have to fly there - there the lira is now more wooden than the ruble - although at the beginning of the summer it cost as much as a "chirp". Thirdly, yeah, I tweeted about the lyre, then about the "fashionable" disease. All anti-covid difficulties end in Turkey at the Russian border. No, no, kuarkod, registration in their Ministry of Health - this is what needs to be done. But that's all! No one will ever (especially in Istanbul) ask you about them - do they need it? Go!
But why all this loud speech and noise? Yes, because here is culture, history, power and civilization. Here is the most expensive bargain in the world - he likes, take leather jackets, he likes, jeans with shoes. Here is the brightest Babylon - people from Europe, Asia and other Africa. And most importantly - how delicious it is here!!!
I always stay in Sultanahmet. In the area. Not in the mosque. Well, here, like, culture, this, that… So, from 12 o’clock in the afternoon it’s impossible to live here! From smells... Roasted chestnuts, baked corn, these, stsuko, Ikhny bubbles are Semites. It is something. Plus, every tavern, and there are ten of them for each house, begin to fry their kebabs, kokorechi, gozleme, lahmajuns - probably from the sea it seems that Istanbul was set on fire, and sharks cut circles - they think the city has turned into food.
I like to hang out a little lower - at the Galata Bridge. This is where the Golden Horn and the Bosphorus are, which means what is this? Fish! My dear mommy. . . If you haven’t tried balyk-ekmek under the Galata Bridge, especially when it’s not made in a restaurant (which is also not bad), but literally on your knee – a small barbecue, where the uncle pulls out all the bones from a sardine fried in front of your eyes, 3-4 lemons will pour it all over, with sauces, salads and a crowd of onions in Ikhny pita bread (you can also wrap it in a long loaf, but here if you wish), a bag, napkins... You unfold it, open your mouth, bite off and... that's it. So people turn into Turks! (By the way, so, just, for information, for understanding, so to speak, this heavenly manna costs 20 lira. In mid-November, the lira cost 6 rubles. Huh? Count it, Gavrik! )
Their pickles are sold in cups there. This is death! And delight! Sour-sour cucumbers with lighted cabbage do not resemble domestic sauerkraut masterpieces. But that's not bad. This is fucking good! The hand itself reaches for the glass, but it is not there. The Turks. Normal boys always have a bottle of Pepsi-Cola, where Pepsi-Cola is the current label. Grunted, grunted, ate…
Mussels with rice are a visiting card of Istanbul (probably the whole of Turkey, but Istanbul is the main city of the country! ). That's what they came up with, that's what they came up with! There is the meat of these shells, and rice, and pepper, and some bomb spices. I didn’t count, but I can eat 15 pieces at a time just like that, out of love. To yourself. And to Istanbul. Delicious…
Olives-olives, lukum-baklava - this is also zashiEst. Why did you remember? Yes, because the king of the table is tea! People, order immediately byuk-brothel (big glass) you can't go wrong. Ask for supplements. I already know that! With baklava, with Turkish delight... Cha-a-th... Turkish ti... Song!
Ayran is also good here, it's just a work of art here. Taking the first sip, you already regret that you did not open the second glass. It is so light, salty... My friends, it is very easy to stop drinking here! And yes - all these fresh juices were also born here. What incredible mixes you can find here! All familiar and unfamiliar fruits and vegetables participate. And I am ready to take pomegranate juice intravenously.
But I've been sitting too long with you guys, I'll go and sharpen a chocolate bar. Turkish. I have them here - good. With pistachios!
