In Turkey, at the markets, on the streets, all produce is beautiful.
You want to eat everything.
Especially the köfte, meatballs.
And anything that swims, because the fish is the freshest I have ever seen.
We ate many lunches...
Of the sort that Mustafa (above) and Bevan had introduced me to years before, at their restaurant, Anatoli.
I have never eaten as well, anywhere.
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