Z and I are leaving Friday, which as I write this I realize, is tomorrow. Luckily, Friday evening. We are going to Sri Lanka and Istanbul with a few days in London in between to see Z’s cousins and their new baby, eat at The Quality Chop House and show Z Borough Market.
I’m also hoping to eat at my friend Cristiano’s new food truck Tongue N’ Cheek—which might be the best name ever for a salumi venture. (And cutest website.) The name also describes Cristiano perfectly.
So we fly from Seattle (tomorrow! today?) to London, for a day, and then to Sri Lanka. We’ll meet Amma (it’s her birthday) at Katunayake Airport and from there, go visit Z’s grandmother and cousins. One of his cousins is due that very day, with twins! She asked the doctor to delay the delivery so the twin’s birthday would coincide with Amma’s. We shall see.
From Tangalle we will head back up country to Kandy, where Z grew up, and spend our second week at home. On the last day, we will be preparing a dane for the monks at the Peridnyia University Temple in honor of his father’s life. It is a kind of ritual offering; we’ll be cooking the kinds of things Thaththa liked to eat.
The day after the dane we fly back to London and then after an airport overnight, to Istanbul. Which is very exciting. I was the one that wanted to go there and now we are on our way.
We are not yet sure where we’ll be staying the first few days. We signed up for Servas, a homestay organization I heard about from a friend and are waiting to see if any of the families we contacted in Instanbul get back to us. My greedy hope was to do some Turkish home cooking!
Whatever happens, we’ll spend seven nights in Istanbul, I’m sure eating and exploring. I’ve been reading the blogs Café Fernando and Istanbul Eats for ideas. Rose petal jam, real shish kebab, lokum, yogurt from the place yogurt was born. I am sure I will not go hungry.
Then back to London and, finally, home. And now, back to packing.