I so enjoyed the Thanksgiving feast at school yesterday, organized by some of the teachers. It was a true thanksgiving potluck with lots of folks contributing. The award goes to Stephanie, who baked the turkey, and made pumpkin pie and rolls from scratch. This was her first time making all these items, so it was really great that everything turned out so well. As she said on FB, “I have made purée from an actual pumpkin and making ground cinnamon from cinnamon sticks Istanbul is upping my pilgrim game.” Somayah’s Iranian potato salad was also a big hit, plus it was beautiful. (I think she commented that this was her first and last Thanksgiving.) And though there was no cranberry sauce, the stuffing was great.
I contributed deviled eggs (which mystified the Turks in the office) and panna cotta (they took one bite to be polite and then pushed it aside). It can be overwhelming to try new foods, and Turks are particularly sensitive. When my students talk about other cuisines, it is usually with disdain. I thought our office staff (those who came) were pretty daring.
After the dinner, there was a power outage at school, so classes were canceled. We all grabbed a bus to Bakrikoy to go to a bar. With soccer on the TV, it rounded out a truly traditional Thanksgiving—too much food, lots to be thankful for and football.