April 7, 2016

Istanbul. September, 2014

Look at these beautiful items at the early Sunday morning farmers market in an Istanbul suburb. Growers from the Black Sea region drive all Saturday night to set up and sell their wares here in the big city. And shoppers have to get here early if they hope to score any of these freshest items. (I snagged the last loaf of corn bread for my friend Cenk's mother because I knew she loved it.) Here's a tip though: Don't buy any of the raw milk yogurt and bring it back to your hotel for breakfast. Not unless your system is stronger than ours. Just saying.

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